The coming and going of things,
time altering itself, adjusting temperatures,
refining seasonal light, making all the difference.
A darker morning than the month before,
Venus struggling in the lower atmosphere,
the stars reassessing their previous stance,
Planet Home circumnavigating the galactic rim,
pulling us by the hand as if an untoward child.
Sitting at the littoral edge of the world,
summer packing it in, autumn shaking in the wings,
alterations accruing at the cellular level,
otherness replacing otherness on the big wheel
and little I can do about it,
ruination unenviable but always in fashion.
Losing my …Read article
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Nothing smart. Another drink. more smoke, cover my skin in the nights,
the nights, the nights. It comes with a light shift,
it comes with the absent fingers on my back. There’s the news.
Some turn of event. Itching beneath the broken bone.
Flick off the ash from your sweater. Collapse the tent,
tilt your body weight into the dirt, scratch your rib, part of an organ
that exploded when you were 10,000 years old.
This desk holds your weight well.
Someone takes a picture. Are you
yet? Where’s B.? …
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I adjusted my Army Surplus belt and made sure I had extra pencils in the canvas flap. The larger pocket was supposed to hold a metal canteen, but my diary fit perfectly. On the other side, the straps to tiny little kid fold-up binoculars were woven through the eyelets, and I had a snake bite kit in my rear pocket. Not that there were that many rattlers, but I liked the romance. Ready to go out and play and “take notes” on people in my neighborhood I caught my friend staring at me, …Read article
David Anthony Sam
There the kitchen,
distorting the garden of burials
where four dogs
and twelve cats
molder my life
with a fence that keeps
their silence shaded in mornings
by the lilac
that needs thinning
and does not blooms
Here my sink,
the right basin plugged slow
like the history of my veins—
And here my stove,
its four gas burners
that glow blue—
and the oven below
where I must bake
Wait the door to my
the dark walnut
dining table and buffet and china …Read article