Monthly Archives: February 2016

life is fat

life is fat and awkward. your sons have grown penises. your aunt turns out to be you, and also a juggler of psalms. inside that milk carton delicious mothers are swimming Advertisements

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how it’s done

the squirrel on the top of the wooden fence i can see—hey! i can see!—out my window, stops, turns, peers in, amazed; exclaims—squirrels speak with their entire quivering bodies—what the hell is that creature doing inside? then jerks back around … Continue reading

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hope in winter

three doves sit. in the top of a barren tree. in the upper left. in a triangle, two corners overlapping. three doves clustered in a tree that’s a mess of twigs—gray cracks on a gray sky—three doves plump and full

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