Saturday, July 12, 2025
Tuesday, July 8, 2025
PHOTO SHOOT
Baby plopped in her arms
is all
just trying to be a person;
puffy eyelids
barely moving
intolerant
powerless
inevitable.
txt to matt
An octopus clumsily striding
across a shallow rocky seabed
while ‘bolero’ plays in the background.
across a shallow rocky seabed
while ‘bolero’ plays in the background.
Bubble sounds and someone in the audience
thinking about how they forgot to return a phone call.
Tuesday, June 17, 2025
experiment 338: if i was a cowboy
Home is ever-changing, unfixéd mark,
gathering dust, hack-cut flowers in greening water
folding back, browning, white mold on stem,
cracked leather//always something to buff,
dust, fix—
and in all this decadence of decay
we hire staff to manage, maid/gardener—
begrudging, spray the leaves of the dead.
gathering dust, hack-cut flowers in greening water
folding back, browning, white mold on stem,
cracked leather//always something to buff,
dust, fix—
and in all this decadence of decay
we hire staff to manage, maid/gardener—
begrudging, spray the leaves of the dead.
Sunday, June 1, 2025
experiment 337: besalo
incredible, lacking empathy
i made sure you know
how much money
is in my bank account.
uff
una vida sin cojone
es nada sin poder.
giving cash, hand over fist
we have nothing but that.
falsehood of our livelihood;
run a tongue
down the barrel of a gun.
Saturday, May 31, 2025
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