Budapest Pale, blonde phantom / In sleeping gown, I am Barefoot at the precipice, / A cloud of invisible Long-haired, white rabbits / Leashed, to me. I am drowning...
They continue to throw salmon shadows darkening the spectrum as it prisms into conditions, leaving a ruin of bleached coral in regret...
In among the tossed out clothes / and furniture the Sacred Harp--the workmen raised it up / a jet passed overhead white / and perfect as a tooth…
Mom is pregnant. In nine months, our family will never be the same. Our father won't make it. A baby will. Today we will go skiing. My mother calls for directions.
To be diagnosed with a rare disease is to have wildness pressed upon you. You are not exactly the secretive quarry that birders travel the world to add…
I was backpacking in Malaysia when, on a whim, I picked up a copy of Infinite Jest . I knew the book was very famous and that people liked to make a big deal about having read it and understood it, …
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In 1828 certain men of this village climbed to the peak of Mount Isaac to eat the yolk of the great roc's egg. Yet the savage bird came upon them...
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Writers, Readers, Instructors, Leaders, Enthusiasts. Of every Background: It's time to rethink everything. That's not to say there aren't folks two steps ahead. It's not to say many of use haven't …
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Of all the language I’ve transported over to poetry from other realms, “ catalyst ” is, by leaps and bounds, the term I depend on the most. It’s biochemical —alchemical, even. In its very …
There is a graceful, introspective essay by Nick Ripatrazone at The Millions where he considers the peculiar contradictions and relentless devotions which charge his teaching as a current does. …
A balloon-popper ran loose in the Party Store. Furk, the Assistant Manager, hunched over the blurry security monitors, his wet blue pupils chasing chubby kids in flip-flops through the aisles of our …
Ilana, the Hebrew teacher at Houston's Beth Yeshurun Day School, which we called Beth Yesh, gave us actual-size apple-shaped milk chocolates that fell apart into neatly overlapping slices. One day an …
You had explained it so many times, but I didn’t want to pretend again to understand how those cockroaches birthed live babies. I was thinking about the bugs that hit our windshield, the ones whose …
The pines drop a cone or two into the pool. / They’re throwing buoys / to the woman I see facedown in the freezing / bottomless water. / The night’s fog-tangle thickens with iron, listening. / No …
Under the moon wrapped in gauze, / with one white bird out in the marsh hay / stalking shimmers beneath the water, / my little brother and I are filling beach buckets / with junk from the salt mud: …
When we were children, / my brother used to offer his soul to Satan / to win at board games. He won / because he rigged each board, stacked / each deck, only pleaded to make us think / he was …
It can be done with obsidian, / or a necklace, or a shard / of mirror. / Nostradamus used water / in a bronze bowl. / I tried it once with a wine glass / under the piano. / It’s not about crystal, …