TIME IS PLASTIC
Time is plastic, but not like Lego—more like taffy.
Toss whole seconds aside, or ..stretch.one. . . . out.
Francesca and I can racethrough whole days in close proximity,forget...
The hives have gotten through another year—
I’m sure you’ve heard of the alternative.
Buy soon and you can have the Holsteins here.
No guarantee of how...
It’s Laurel Nakadate’s party, and she’ll cry if she wants to.
In an acknowledgement to loneliness, Nakadate’s photography exhibition “365 Days: A Catalogue of Tears”...
Earthly Interference in Cosmic Communications
Waves pass through me,Slicing me nicelyWhile leaving me whole.
Currents beseechMy embarkment:Admiral of the crests. Yet
Paper with dead presidentsOccupy so much...
drought anatomy #4
dried out creek beddry stacked stonethe limbs of a woodstove, relatively ancientscattered leaves dropped off their rusty hingesthe vestigial chaos of the...
A Three-Day Love Affair
I fell for you fast, Venice,the moment I stepped from the vaporettoand onto your floating welcome.Waif-thin as I was, you took...
Peaches & Poetry
I’m trying to leave my phone in the drawer,to get enough sleep, and drink more water.All while the world tumbles towardsbecoming rubble—it...
Dry Splash
All these years we’ve been worried about
the sea levels rising,
when what we should have paid attention to
was the fresh water levels falling.
Long-forgotten riverbeds...
