Monthly Archives: April 2016

What looks like three ducks floating

What looks like three ducks floating is in fact the Spanish Armada. The grass along the shoreline is my father’s unkempt beard. Tuesday is so slow, and downtown Oakland is a row of broken teeth. And the sky? I dare … Continue reading

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“I Don’t Know How it Works? Do You?”

How does the taste of coffee work? And how about my computer, or the speakers that attach? Somebody built this bed. I’d even need help to do that. I walk without knowing how I walk. I gulp without making a … Continue reading

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Copious brown flower,

Copious brown flower, my body doesn’t really need you. But it’s good to feel it does. The first sips especially. The warmth sinks down but I swear it then defies the natural laws; instead it suffuses straightway through my chest … Continue reading

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