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The Lighthouse

March 29, 2009 The lighthouse. The unpainted stairs leading up to the bulb. This rotating beacon, blinking out over a desert, cactus sailors and sand guests… The softness of the sounds did not match the husband’s mood. The prancing deer, somewhere to his East, begging the morning with its trot-dance, for a sphere of fruit […]

You nearly always…

December 20, 2008 You nearly always got out of the shower before I did, Lingering, deep not-knowing-wanting, I wished to keep seeing more of that kind of unconditional, picture-perfect-beauty that told me everything would be alright, that having your beauty was proof of my own, and not ownership (?) What it did not tell me […]

I do not remember what…

November 27, 2008 I do not remember what the weather was like that day; I do know that it was autumn, I recall how the leaves stuck to moist molasses-like substances… There was a sunflower field right next door to this place, this holy wreckage-skin plantation that stretched for nearly a mile: it must have […]

Sometimes, when…

November 20, 2008 Sometimes, when there’s hurt gargling with my walking with it, with my laying it down, with my finding a place in myself to forgive the person who delivered the exercise for my heart’s oftentimes bragging-elation-self-neighborhood, I sense, that, at a point, around some worn corner, there’s a portrait of me fashioning all […]

Child of Kali

April 17, 2008 Child of Kali The sunlight really wanted to stay, though the devil had its plans, and, well, when daemons have minds that are made up under their finger tips, things have to happen, as if, there were more experts in the room than the space in the room that makes it such […]

Lover, Try To Picture Me As This

February 20, 2002 Lover, Try to picture me as this ~ Attracted to you I step round and round a shadow land. This is a place without worry of over crowding, yet it seems there are too many people here; a simple explanation~ It’s the reflections on the lake-surface; we’re counting those as well, then […]

The Lonely Boy

November 23, 2001 The lonely boy: this is a place to start. How many stories ‘go through with’ what the author already knows, begin with such fluent reluctance not to say the secret, that ‘I am here at this core beginning; there is not a story leading up to this state, just now, and that […]

Some Deeper Sentence Alarms Me Still

December 1, 1999 Some deeper sentence alarms me still, it is dreaming inside, here, Watching this writing read, My evidences are so small, While an entirety continues compassing, through faring it, Writhing transformations enrapturing a field of hearts, A new corn crop, where crows sleep and do not eat? You, who I recall often, bronze […]

Green Blue, indigenous…

January 21, 1992 Green Blue, indigenous to copper, My hand of course is of a size before my knee-cap. Toward each finger is assigned a heart-foot. Each step, felt in a cylinder based in the left. There being a color assisting my patience in a glance ~ The spring’s coil-count ~ No longer a secret. […]