This day is worthy of my attention. I am worthy of life. What I fear and desire is worthy of attention. Attention — not indulgence,…
Ode to the Lonely Heart
Ode to the Lonely Heart Sole occupant of concavity: stalactite core weeping red sap. Circular beats crack the silence with “not enough, I’m not enough.”…
Nonsense
Looking through old files of poetry drafts, I came upon this piece. I do not recall writing it, but the filename was “nonsense.pages.” I have…
The New Lexicon
Tolendaiser The state of hesitation when a gift from one’s parent requires gratitude but inspires a sense of abandonment, of not being seen; a childhood…
Mandragora
Graduate school has taken up much of the energy I might spend writing or updating this blog, so entries are likely to be few and…