Wilderness Found

i have so many reasons to love myself beneath the refuge of this sun-less spoon-less sky this twisted armor of safety pins this nucleus on a road-less bronze-less forehead a name that i cannot remember an astros the solitude of stray horses drinking winding thoughts beneath a leg-less moon this form-less rhythm-less bicycle this accidental [...]

This Body, That I Lack

this body, that i lack perplexed, rejoicing tender as a millimeter explodes from streetlights heaves in a sea of wild umbrellas has a name? sure graffiti, sex a constellation of elephants tattooed on every forehead like a poem in its pure state stumbles, gropes, discovers battles on a staircase of desire between footfalls, signals My [...]

What Show of Heads is This

i.what show of heads is thiswhat snail, what small interstitial floweris this telephone to walk on these gut-shaking lilacsthis merry-go-round of streetlightsthat unfolds before us like invisible dancersii.what signals paradise if not a doorframewhen our hearts are naked before the dove tails of eternitybefore the right hands of elevatorsand the shallow fury of archetypal hammersare [...]

Mind Jewels

Mind Jewels, paper collage, 2021 whether to dance in the displaced saltwater of infinity or let the rooftops and their mercenaries of blue-eyed daffodils consume me no chance. don’t you know these orbits are without feet writing and answering without valor or purpose still. with you, i am sentimental over eternity a stampede of butterflies [...]

Light Dreaming

Light Dreaming, paper collage, 2021 i mean in terms of syllables this memory is an affliction like a sky that isn’t brave enough to bloom there is no ladybug, no misfit planet to walk in only these consonants which sprout up in every waking direction wings of the gods at their feet Art prints for [...]

Impressions in the Dark

this clementine highwaythe white wings of elderflowersa woman and an endless moonare unwilling reminders that dawn has aged a little or, the conundrum of an eager kissthe fresh uncertainty that time is always behind useither way. these feathers are also dancing shoesto grieve without flyingmerely to be finished in foliage These “Impressions in the Dark” [...]

Lost Without Words

Lost Without Words, paper collage, 2021 middayor,a palm treein absolute movementa butterflyand an infantryracing throughsuburban streetsbecome enormousat the mention of their entwined realitythis is and is not a gesture of sudden extravagance:a seashell and a monument a dense underworld of dandelions thathurls itself through the foot-holes of spaceis an unblemished metaphorfor a life worth living