Sunday, June 28, 2015

That Fall Through Skin

The passage is shaped like a wedge & has no walls
& sand falls through it,
pushed forward with some exterior velocity
as it hits, or a new understanding of what
it is to pass through something.

A sift of force,
you sitting there with your head craned forward
and the sand falling through you,
your squinting eyes;
you grow older in it until you are pushed out.

Saturday, June 20, 2015


As wealth is inversely proportionate to one's compassion,* scar tissue may be directly proportionate to the amount she loves.**