December 22, 2018

The way rays on our skin warm or change

or burn us. The way a widower feels

about his house, that he wouldn’t mind

to see it glow a little, wouldn’t mind

a female ghost in a daguerreotype

to set his life on a bike and send it

down a gravel road toward the forsythia

and all th...

December 21, 2018

A cure? You prefer

hastily drafted feelings,

a glass of artificial progress

under the caricature

of an attractive artist

with tremors. You fake

thirst, pointing at solvents,

find your soul by clicking

marbles against the window.

Melancholy is our concern

if peers recognize burni...

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