The Mourning Robot
They came with machetes asked if we knew the way to Wonderland. We were built to love the dead, to open our mouths and sing praise to broken bones, hands over our eyes, aluminum sheets over our hearts. They […]
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Poetry
Dreamscape with the Devil
A street from childhood empties like a cigar cut incorrectly. All of the curtains in the windows, still, preflinched for the hands that will throw them aside in morning light. I slink down into the driver’s seat of a stolen car—red leather, […]
Wishbone
We made do with what we had on the land that was given to us. The land, gorged with sand & dusty murals. How people lived was quite simple. Holograms sold things at the market. Money was no longer the exchange unit of commodities as the crude method of trade by barter was refined. In […]
Seaside Prophets
The ocean swells under her windowsill / its waters lick at the house’s seams & squeeze / through the gap under the front door / rain kamikazes down from the skies / like a father’s fists might. / Waterlogged books grow thicker by the day / knickknacks drift about like flotsam / spiders sail on […]
Psycho-Journey of the Cyborg-in-Therapy
You body a map, a spaceship. You body geologic database. Every catalogue a body, every body a category. Everything in you perfect- ly untouched. How little you knew your vessel, the only one given this orbital life. Sacrilege, blasphemy to ignore self so—you tender rib, you flinchless eye, release of cheekbone meridian on exo- planet […]
Soft, Your Grief, and Leporine
I. How gruesome that rabbit’s foot is, tucked into your launch suit’s pocket, your luck tethered to a clutch of severed bones and genetically altered fur. Real rabbits, the ship’s computer insists, did not glow in the dark. I asked you once, stars bounding behind us- jackrabbit quick that leap from Moon to […]
moth boy
& a boy is on a rooftop, dropping a flower for his friend who jumped off a building. some say he descended, like rain. some say he plummeted like an arrow shot from heaven. all in all, no one ever thought: what if he flew downwards expecting to be caught? or for a brief moment, […]
Post-apocalypse Love Poem
I enter this forest with immolation whatever touches me become ashes or loses a layer of itself. I am not the bad guy. I just want to see the sun […]
Letter to My Future Reader
Old English rǣdere ‘interpreter of dreams, reader’ Future reader, you first saw me before I saw you. I was reading then, but afterwards the machine projected your poetry, a digital translation of what you read and see. I liked it slow. Me: I saw this poetry first before I saw you. Poetry is a […]
A Full Belly
Last night it rained peas. From the pockets of the princess’s gown they scattered across the city streets, leaving a trail like Hansel and Gretel’s breadcrumbs. Now hungry children gather up the dried green peas and dream of a real dinner. They tell the story of a girl who won a royal wedding by sleeping […]
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