Sacrificing to the four quarters I find the winds responsive. The rains come and I wish them here. I walk without shoes in the rain. Once from a bush a voice spoke to me— from the old brown skull of a murdered man: he told me his life story. Hearing, I knew it once more….
for my friend Sweeney Post, American Legion Hall, was cold with dead spots in the boards. We practiced with herniated basketballs and rural cheerleaders. In Brooklyn, you finally screwed your Jewish Princess, mourning for her father. We lost an infant. A big Irish nurse ate her one morning in the sunroom before the ward grew…
Anxiety a low-grade nausea associated with the idea that there is no position left for you to fill often experienced when engaging on any new activity in which case it may feel like euphoria When she finally paused, she had trouble breathing, the air was so thin the altitude so high. Choice the self-making of…
I Five miles up, winds unravel to their different colors. The pilot gazes at the lost land. Velvet cows plod between seams of a checkerboard, green and yellow squares. The land reduces to a puzzle of primary colors. If anyone looked up they would see his plane disappear, just as he watches them melt like…
People look at me and say, there’s a man who knows where he’s going. That’s because of my attaché case. If I didn’t carry it who would notice me? Entre nous, it’s filled with sand, which is running out.
If you had picked one life to live and one body to live it in you couldn’t of picked a worse carcass said the master to the devotee, thankyou master I brought you my wife and children, do with them what you will. The perfect master immediately had them all commit suicide while asking for…
On some days the mind refuses to play. Given paradise terrestrial, it can make nothing of it, craving instead its minimal dose of something lethal. But spring is arriving, the great forgiver, and it appears understood that we did not really wish to die. Blackfish Creek has gone into molt, sunken and gliding past its…
It seemed to me that the old family house of my boyhood was being razed. The three-story brick front had been sheared away. Sunlight glared on the wallpaper. I saw the living room and through the French doors the dining room. I looked into my room. No bed. No bookcase. No desk. Snow began to…
1 Start with the brightest star in the square of Pegasus. Follow the row of stars running Northeast across the heavens, below Cassiopeia. That’s Andromeda chained to her rock. Find the one star that makes you question your vision. That’s the Andromeda Nebula, a hundred billion stars spinning like a pin-wheel, so far away that…
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