Monthly Archives: July 2013
So Ill-Equipped for Living…
Misha was so ill-equipped for living… When he travelled to a tournament, he couldn’t even pack his own suitcase… He didn’t even know how to turn on the gas for cooking. If I had a headache, and there happened to … Continue reading
Six Poems Comissioned by Louise Helle for the Purposes of [Unknown and/or Redacted]
“Waiting for your girlfriend to finish her cigarette while inside the Toyota and outside the Coffee Shop” just a moment ago I was sitting in a car now I am sitting in a chair in a coffee shop … Continue reading
Recollections of the MOAPP
The Matrix of All Possible Phenomena is accessed from a cemetary. One gravestone contains an on/off switch on the side of it. Whose grave is it for? That’s a long-running joke between agents–they can’t tell you. When you flip the … Continue reading
Poem for Being Nicer to Yourself and Also Thinking Less
hug the people you care about be a nice person just kidding sometimes on a bad night if you listen you can catch yourself in the moment of darkness and if you grab it you have to calm it … Continue reading
Poem Inside of Fear and Confusion and Extra Confusion
I am dipping my feet in the river I am grasping for something, I couldn’t tell you what it was waiting on keen eyes summoning daily spirit owls, who are mothers to other owls, who hover above my stoop and … Continue reading
Don’t Hurt Me (I think the journey’s ending)
I looked straight forward at the ceiling and in a second apprehended my situation. I was back in the Temple of the Snake. The seasons had changed and it was a humid, swampy summer. There was a full congregation in … Continue reading
The Foreigner Ascends
“I was born in a cloud of smoke,” said the Foreigner, floating above a craggled rock cliff still bubbling steamily from the magma that had seconds before lapped against its face. The Foreigner felt the sizzling heat in a new … Continue reading
Dreaming Dragon Dies
Dreaming Dragon was being caressed, carelessly, slightly distractedly, by the Wellness Specialist of the Cloud Kingdom when the Sun Master came from a cloud higher in the sky and descended downward, hooking his foot onto a small loop sticking out … Continue reading
A {REDACTED} POEM
im thinkinglife can be tough sometimesthere’s things that happeni think about them sometimes here i sit thinking about those things againits crazy crazy crazyits day number ten give me a damn pen im thinkinglife can be something elsei would be … Continue reading
The First Result of Something No one But Me Knows About
Nera Bontinelli left the life she knew behind to save a rainforest in a rapid process of industrialization. They are growing soybeans there. She winds up playing, like a musical instrument, a sneering and judgmental potbelly pig. The pig has … Continue reading