Cruise Control
It was all crash and burn. Very gestapo. Very doomsday guru. It was more a moving than a shaking. Life a wispy thing at times amplified by good hair… More
The Breaks
Monday / a truck hits / a car hits / hers and the brakes / the driver says the brakes / are so weak / the decisions / are… More
I Go Onto Moment
I am roped in. I go on sense giving tours, / walked around by guides strangling their / lungs / singing anything / to make something sung. / Following… More
The Pathologos
You cannot find a picture of your future wife / There is not enough white space around your imagination / Who will look at your collage when you are… More
I Explain a Few Things
She was born in a shithole country that was fighting for the sanctity of a wretched block of ice / She said my own country is the most foreign… More
Poems for My Friends
That you've found your name someplace / it doesn't belong, I regret with you. / The scope of gratitude expands so wide / to pre-empt future criticism, inclusive /… More
Lovingly, Father
From a bitter little drunk / came the magic / Thrice I absentmindedly played an album / to cry w/ Julio Jaramillo / + cranked the volume / that… More
Two Poems by Mário de Andrade
I’ll go to estados-unidos / and tell every lady on the estados-unidos / that I have nothing to do with them / because i have you. More
Any Place I’d Wanted to Be
In the reverie, it’s a socked in playground / in Douglas, Alaska—near the miner’s / abandoned wood, a pit where went a Chevrolet / in the early 1970s. A… More