Tag Archives: Poetry

“sticky”

TweetStanding in an underground railway station built alongside a highway in the middle of summer slippy-hot that falls on you like a damp blanket your mother had been heating in the over on the lowest setting to lie over you when you were sick the cars themselves are no better the air conditioning roaring helplessly [...]

Mustafa Kemal Pasha Atatürk

TweetWalking in the spring rain without an umbrella should be avoided by budding poets. It leads to writing little bad poems about walking in the May rain without an umbrella. I write you these lines as a note of warning. I saw that glint in you eye when it began to drizzle and I was [...]

The Last Place You’ll Ever Be

TweetI dreamed that I died. chalk boned carrion picked over the feast long gone gaping hollowed windows persistant half-opened mouths snarled a sufeit of emptiness it hovers the liquid melted sun an alchemy of rippled heat evaporation’s reflection once a bucolic scene now eclipses into stark barren godless stone burning glittering sand cactus stand on [...]