art opening
instead of a gun
you use a camera
amputees
are your subjectÂ
/these poor people/ you say
the walls of the gallery are dark
prints pinned neatly under spotlight
//life under deformity//
is the name of the show
you...
The Museum of 3:00 am
This is when they visit youall the gathered piecesof everything.
They come rushing inin groups, in squads,in platoons, in cliques.
And the...
C’est La Vie
Two men stood up and beggedfor the lives of their wives.
Back home, their bills stickin the mailbox,a half gallon of milk curdles,and...
Clouds weep on theWindows adding their sorrow to my unchecked sadness. Sun tries to drysky’s tears, shine throughbut fog shrouds sky,effectively blockingany warmth from...
Where Vessels Go to Die
Did you think of shipyards, things that sail the seasWhen you heard vessels- I am thinking of the gloriousUruli, peepa,kodam…Grand,...
Beat
An amniotic lake within meand you, floating
then the deafening silence,static nothingness where I
expected sound.
For a week I am a shipwrecknot split open on rocky...
Transformation
Everyday, I delivermyself to impossibility.I transform:Today, a bird,my slumberous bodygiving way to lightweight skeleton,sturdy muscles, aero foil wingsthat lift me, flapping or soaringkeeping me...
