Fixes (in anticipation of September)

(RE)SIGNATION

today (again) it isn't anything --
a bud pretending loneliness, failure --
always bending the obvious (the drowning).
For now, I'm kin with longing.
Colored plastic veining the tethers
of our lives where elsewhere ________.
Letters climb, binding fences. Shovels
feign contrition, photography.
The body is represented, sometimes.
Or perhaps that is only a trick --
a kneecap, an elbow -- the imagined
spine that, when unknitted, sings
and spells a better self. If we could
gather mirrors, it'd be easier. We
must try harder to remember.

GR #7

I reviewed Elizabeth Treadwell's *amazing* book Birds and Fancies for Galatea Resurrects. I am also really happy that Eileen Tabios reviewed my Bellum Letters dusie chap.

I have some copies of the Daphnomancy chap and the Bellum Letters chap that I was thinking of putting on etsy.

This is like a weird post-modern poem about imperialism

Summer Issue Coming Soon

immersion and production

Aurora, Organizer

of the orange tree, I am yellow

I am fond of the looking willow
the long gray clouds spread out

like skirts: scissor's eyes and so forth --
the flesh of silver rainbows in the air.

If I were to reach for it gently, I'd have
died twice in the reaching. Anyways, it is

us in the underneath aftershock sucking
pink and pretending everything is ours.

home

room (asylum)

asylum

c.1430, from L. asylum "sanctuary," from Gk. asylon "refuge," neut. of asylos "inviolable," from a- "without" + syle "right of seizure." So lit. "an inviolable place."

Rehabbed Seagull Returns to "wILD"

I released three seagulls today

saturday fun from you tube

salt n peppa




rad skater ladies



san-x cuteness

august