— 1. kingdom of ends O the round about (and O the rotary) American as this world is (beautiful as teeth) consumption is the lower and upper beak 2. If a rooster crows only…
Browsing Category Poetry
The Beard by Bianca Lech
If you want to know why I don’t want to kiss you it’s because of your beard. In its shady growth, my love for you is growing moss. Your jaw-line is lost, your cheeks are…
A Parallax Reading by John-Michael Bloomquist
— Origen is writing another letter at his desk to the bishop: when you pray and lock the door, it will stay locked— worlds grow in this, mummified like a palm tree wrapped in…
Life in a Foreign Country by Kathleen Heil
The body is a map of my own mysteries (here we say «they» not «my») I am …
IMG_0039.JPG by Andrew West
halos, we’re no angels, in pallets to paint; coronas lights! we’re un- tried, for cameras do tie; tangles Image by: Bricolage108