Goodbye Blackbird
I had this ridiculous pang of nostalgia for Italian bureaucracy so I got a cheap flight to Genoa and then a taxi to the Municipal Hall in Corso Torino where, with satisfaction, I joined a queue, a long queue. … Read More
I had this ridiculous pang of nostalgia for Italian bureaucracy so I got a cheap flight to Genoa and then a taxi to the Municipal Hall in Corso Torino where, with satisfaction, I joined a queue, a long queue. … Read More
You will never know what he thinks about while he runs, as music muffles the city’s roar of evening, yawn of morning. As he smells burnt leaves in autumn, spring petrichor, the river in summer. You cannot imagine the … Read More
Pink Blossom Born in full bloom I grew along the feminine arc— pink diminishment & pink despair pinched back & pedestaled thin into air but even the invisible could see no man no thing lived resolute as me. … Read More
For three weeks the fridge has been whining like a dog. It must be the freezer fan, or the compressor: either way, it’s screwed. I have three months left to live in this country. No job, no old home … Read More
5. The door of the big red shed hides nothing, And this isn’t because the shed is empty. In the season of fertility dugites hibernating, The door of the big red shed hides nothing And then splendid fairy … Read More
The outcomes of our love lie in their bed, sleep-tangled and yeast-warm from the guitar. The stars overwhelm their dome, the mangroves drip their branches down into roots and thus over years walk the earth. You & I have … Read More
Two-and-a-half years later, she buried my premature sister. Poor mother lives in two worlds of letting go and letting go, of one she can find and another she can’t.
And when they were come to the place, which is called Calvary, there they crucified him. —Luke 23:33 Diffuse light, no real season. Soldiers everywhere, an occupying army. A leveling goes on, a minutely figural confusion. The central … Read More
I was another story. Nothing awarded with ribbons or scrapbooks, nothing to please the eye. I grew but never did I thrive. Instead I was stealth and envy, all what if ? and why not? … Read More