tentative title: Harboring Guilt Sea glass thoughtsFollow me here I describe the tasteOf tequila And you laugh along It is the taxi driverWho tell us to Keep our hands to ourselvesIn his native language Which is neither of ours And my red lipstick Warm in my pocket It is the smooth whiskeyAnd the salt dried on our hands … [Read more…]
This week, as I didn’t go to class, I think I’ll take the time to talk about the annotation process for the book I’m reading. I think I originally discounted the value of other literary critiques as the basis for my annotation. While I originally assumed that the annotations would be based on my own … [Read more…]
Tentative Title: Dead Babies. The three of us Sit thereSewing holes In tiny socks Three generationsOf careful Needlepoint We weave in Synchronicity Each loop Part of our dance Up and aroundAnd down againGrandmotherMotherDaughter Protecting tiny toesUp and around And down againWe are sitting upWith our backs straight Nothing around usBut fleshOn flesh On fleshUp and around And down again Each of us Cross our … [Read more…]
Do you think neanderthals scoffed atHomo Erectus when they stopped using string? The pair of themShare that affairOf a laughAbout an “ancient” artifact—The shards of which Rests, fracturedIn both of their brains This feels important To them The grasping of one Another’s hippocampus The lovemakingThat occurs Between two shared HistoriesNo matter how far apart they havebeen lived The two hold handsThrough … [Read more…]
This week I felt compelled to talk about the use of music genre to express a societal divide in “Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom” by August Wilson. I thought that Wilson’s use of Blues and Jazz to differentiate and express the north from the south was a brilliant literary device. One of the reasons I appreciated … [Read more…]
Title: Acrostics are not my strong suit Formidably, I ask himUnderstandably, he saysComfortably, noKindly, I implore him To change his mindHe says he’ll think about itI wonder if he’s leavingSometime tomorrow, I should know
Tentative Title: Pesticide “What would you like”The barman asks I’m swimming aloneIn peach juice air— My first sepia tonednightmare There is the man Swimming tooAnd we move together,In a way. I move away 3 feetAnd in the same Distancehe moves closer He smiles: Unlocksa Treasure chestFull of holographBeetles Their legsBlack, spiny, spindlingPeeling back theCorners of his lips And … [Read more…]
Tentative Title 1: PrintempsTentative Title 2: Cheap Date “This city,”He said“Has me smoking like a train” Shoveling more coal in his throatI light the fire in between his lipsThen take a video of it burning He is a stranger to meAnd we have walked in the rain In this cityfor milesFor pictures of cherry blossoms We … [Read more…]
Pandemonium Dear Lettie,It’s been 8 months Since I went anywhereWith anyoneother than You Remember? We sat so highThat striped tent Made our hair stand on end That wasBefore all of thisBefore the coughingBefore the distanceBefore the lines of half facesBecame the sign of contributing citizens I wonder what happened To all of those monkeysI wonder if the only time they … [Read more…]
I go best with cigarettes And shitty poetry You can find me in All those places Where you go to worship Or loathe yourself The twenty four hour diners And the basement bars I sell indulgences At altars of hopelessness Notes of dirt And caramel I am a drug of choice No one seems to … [Read more…]
