Spellbound

someone put a spell on it that’s all i know and unzipped the seat of the morning like faded blue denim on that day built like an iceberg, at the same hour i went to see her— the old woman who lived in the house that tilted like a can at the foot of my [...]

Sandman Express

it was a muddy winter and the trains were always late i was heading west of the city— i was sure of it—by the gaps on a map i found in a dream under a forgotten stagecoach just south of the old diagonals, it told me, west of a buried treasure, and over the wall [...]

The Purple Peacock

it was a full moon somewhere and we were taking off the top of the world, eyes fixing on an uncertain point east of Venus and counting five men, six women and the sky swimming like a dove to meet us, air thick as silver i ended up there by a pull of the hand [...]

The Wolf

it was half-past the time of day when no road was the right road when all the churches were empty and the blues lit up like a highway over the dank southern sun vibes on the street had me feeling like second hand news, the way the sun beat the tile the steel breeze, the [...]

Wild Card

Original artwork by T. Blake the night was broken, as we know, and what was missing was the blood-pink moon i asked a star for directions, on my way due west, i could not say but by the eyes of the owls was led down a staircase that spiraled to the cellar of the earth [...]

Kitchen 99

Original artwork by T. Blake there was a crack in a pipe above the wall where the sun exposed its side, a pattern like a spider’s web, a net that cast the glare of the sand over a turquoise stone, an eye in a cave caked with seaweed, a fissure in the parapet where the [...]

White Apple

the speaker in this scene is a woman who lives in a house in the center of the desert with a tilted doorframe and a turntable stuck on repeat (Hall & Oates for days) and adjacent to a wall papered with clocks that have no face, a little wooden bar where she serves all the [...]