Three Poems from Star Dust
You are the ruin whose arm encircles the young woman / at the posthumous bar, before your death. More
Two Poems from Desire
We fill pre-existing forms and when we fill them we change them and are changed. More
Ellen West
—Is it bitter? Does her soul / tell her / that she was an idiot ever to think / anything / material wholly could satisfy? More
Bird Brains
What’s in it for ESPN to support this book? Why would the network that stages the rough equivalent of a Harry Potter movie every week let us dig into… More
domina Un/blued
The body took paths through waste-land woods / followed her back to the apartment / Her body / hid from its parents / Forgot its sisters / Bathed /… More
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In Search of Salvation
He stood about six feet but weighed, at most, 110 pounds. His face was so emaciated that you could see nearly every bone. The few remaining teeth he had… More
The Prince of Finesse: Hugging the Shore
If it please the court, I ask that it be stricken from the record that I ever mocked/denigrated John Updike for his devotion to Doris Day, which I have… More
Three Poems from Diaries of Exile
Then the moon came in / and hung motionless over the plate. / Panousis’s arm on the blanket / was a severed plane tree. More
Autobiography of a Corpse
There wasn’t a minute to lose. All about them people were beginning to whisper. The whispers became murmurs, the murmurs a hubbub, the hubbub an outcry, and the outcry… More
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