Remember Dali’s half-way bodies bent to hide? The flaming animals and the angle-cat baby heterosexual? I almost missed you there in the corner examining a butterfly while the lonely blue dog not…
Date Archives September 2011
Undone by C. Dylan Bassett
The body knows things before we know them. It feels them without tongue or need of drum: I knew something was gone from our home before I saw it. The door once party-painted blue…
What I Have to Say by Clifton Bates
My hands are only two tendrils. I need dozens to sign what I have to say. But it’d all fall on deaf ears because it’s questionable what I have to say. Image by: Anders…
Exploring Sand by Clifton Bates
My guide, bringing up the rear, led me on by not correcting how I went. Image by: Fikret Onal
Cicadas by Chelsea Henderson
It darkens. The sun drowns in the horizon and never resurfaces, leaving us to our hands and lips beneath a charcoaled sketch of sky. Azaleas in white for the occasion, wine humming in our glasses…