Quite out of nowhere, my grandfather appeared to me, smoking his pipe and sipping his gentian liqueur. With myself drawing an edelweiss, sitting beside him, my hands and my heart warming themselves at the stove, my feet in large lamb fur-lined boots. Born in the mountain,…
After the fourth I lost count.
It's been a long story, people stare. It's been a strange and sad tale, people laugh. It's all just as good as the first time, until people hide their grief inside seasons with curtains drawn. The dreams come back on line, people change and…
Sometimes words are carved in stone, but you won't find these in this poem
“Time to check out,” I tell myself, looking at sailboats and surfers from the open window of my hotel room. I inhale minty incense and gaze down on a dark-skinned woman in a sombrero beneath towering palm trees. Laid out before her on a folding table ar
The man with the truncheon emerged at the monorail car's forward connecting doorway. One moment the space was vacant, a faux metal canvas for the dazzling sunlight streaming through a grime-encrusted window. When next Theseus Harrow looked up from his seat the dark-suited…
It's house has seen every day and every night
From its windows stars are born and die
I walked into a novel and sat down on a rock. The language was distressed and full of cyclones and swells. I could smell embalming fluid and folklore. Everywhere I went there were doorknobs, escalators, and clocks. Objects of all genre overflowing with prose. I stood at …
I decided this time I’m going right to the end.
The couple sit at an outside table at McDonalds.
the space between two antelopes
is a canyon,
Here were men trying their best to kill other men....
She came with questions. /
How much longer can we ignore the /turtles?
This was last night./
I hadn’t seen her for years.
The east wind probes through the eaves, pushing at the walls, as though it wants to drag us out into the cold, to swallow us whole.
Cacao production had always been a tenuous enterprise insofar as commercial cacao tree cultivation had always been limited roughly to the land zones within twenty degrees of the equator north and south.