He had spent the morning shooting birds out of the air. Along the lower edge of the field he worked each week, the dog pressed before him through tall, autumn grasses, pressed ahead, then stopped. Birds burst up toward the light, up into the perforated air. Among the hardwoods, between their roots and the creek…
Regarding the insides of flowers: this is something about which I have meant to write you for a long time. How awkwardly, but to a bee fascinating it must seem, going in to their sticky centers, half- repellent, touching their furry genitalia; horrible to love and seek so, being dependent: flowers’ perfectly formed hemispheres, the…
I feel most alone when someone calls me by name. Even though there are times I’m completely withdrawn: when the woman beside me, as she’s speaking abstractly, seems more alive than in bed; and although her breathing reminds me we’ll be on our own sooner or later, I feel most alone when someone calls me…
The interior is ordinary although at times the light falls like sand, the furniture edges into itself and the far corners of the room relax like seascapes in the numb hours. Everything changes when a man enters the room, especially for women. A woman who is there is unable to leave although she is uncomfortable,…
weeps into a faded finger bowl watches the tears evaporate in air measures the salt each day meanwhile her children spit to keep the plants alive
As for my photographs Print regardless What more can I tell them Print regardless
the curve is a hill pending
What happens in the Plains States— It’s not by any brilliant design that The roads are symmetrical on the maps Straight up and down straight across There are few hills and homes It saves money and pavement to build That way it’s just roots common sense— If I braided the roads around Nebraska And Kansas…
just a few miles before it went down it was covered with a cloud so that the edges of it were clear no rays and it looked like a huge full moon and I thought about looking into it pretending it was the moon and knowing all the time it was the sun looking in…
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