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I mimic my father’s sea beautifully, the quietness turns out so well. I learn through him how to print pink atmospheres & administer first aid treatment to shooting stars just the way the sky desires its first kiss. Here, a crypto god instructs me […]
A crow crosses each road twice: shadow and shadow cast. A crow steals gems and light filled foils, this crow lifts each spoil high, holds it as the sun holds a crow, captured. But today’s sun is moon-chased. This crow sees its large god, stalked by […]
Your magick is this: kindness and shadow, fireflies of hope burning like embers— everything you touch signs a raven song, a fairytale, a reminder that love finds us even in the […]
The horse brings you home wading through summer rain, reminds you not to stare too long at the halo of light the flicker of streetlamps, metal heads bowed over fogged streets your bad knee doesn’t mind the long ride anymore […]
Clutched in cold hands and freed to blue topographies a sacred transmission pulses as the light lowers a bright chorus metewintoq is heard singing from night’s dark throat— Each moment is a pearl spat from shell gesigawitgl they flow swiftly— into our depths, where we divine the future far from the closed mouth of the […]
We ship ourselves in the deep blue sea. Our hands oars, memories the only compass working backwards, downwards, abysswards. We metal our way on the waves, wave ourselves just above the surface. We don’t need to surface to breathe. Breathing rusts our joints, the salt rots our synthetic connections, iodine burns our synapses, touch screens […]
you ask me, lips pressed to vertebrae, about the ocean: does it weep for all those lost at sea; does it remember all it’s taken? the tides have torn a hole in you, I think, and I press the slim bones of your fingers tight against my ribs, and do not say: I dream, sometimes, […]
The Science of Dying Dear creatures, this is how you will leave this world. IHouselights will dim their fluorescence and open their curtains, repeatedly, giving darkness a passage. IIThe air will braid its tentacles into thick black cornrows. IIIThe drums will be ripped, & streetlights will […]
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