This apple here
January 12, 2021
Shaped like a fish floats in a bucket of rainwater, makes Moses fall in love with brush fire, Mary sprints for her son who's three-days late for work and the new guy at the bar pours low-shelf apple schnapps into better bottles and charges double. One day this apple will be...
In the dream of a cargo plane
January 08, 2021
Guillotines roll down the street hours after the last tank. My best idea is to wear jeans cut above the knees, show I have the right ankles for salvation. A woman in the bank lobby needs a dollar for coffee. A handful of jets mulch the sky. One jet, she says, has a seat for...
In the dream I grow pedicles
January 07, 2021
In a low-rent casino playing slots, hunched, making out meaning in glyphs. Winning, I can't cash out. There's a line behind me, someone yells to hurry but I'm learning and say 'learning.' And someone mouths back 'learning.' The machine starts throwing coins. We know what the other means. [Read the previous non sequitur] [Read...
Am I standing like my father
January 07, 2021
Or the idea of how he stands outside baggage, a pallbearer on smoke break, one hand in his pocket. I am trying to hone my posture, waiting for someone, pulled in various directions. Everything turns blue the longer I look. I never get tired of watching unclaimed bags ride the carousel. Clouds beyond tall windows become people. My parents ride a...
I remember smeared letters
January 06, 2021
About how crows know more than we'll ever. Daily, I walk curb lines. A quarrel of crows on the lawn, down from bare branches. A hawk in mid-dive, a hole forms in my yard. My penpal writes the world falls into shadow. Her study of sinkholes goes on and on. [Read the previous non sequitur] [Read the next] ...