Advertisements In which I match, or mismatch, wits I just reread The Adventures of Tom Sawyer after quite a number of years, possibly predating the last time I read Huck Finn. Not only is the prose as precise and entertaining as ever, this time around has elucidated something I’ve long struggled with concerning certain contemporariesContinue reading “Clemens > Dickens”
Category Archives: Writing
New Habits from Pandemic Me
Advertisements Or, a year and a half in additions, subtractions, and alterations Sending messages just to say hi when I think of people, with no expectation of a reply Writing things down immediately when they cross my mind, meaning there are post-its all over my room & I sometimes wake up to a Notes appContinue reading “New Habits from Pandemic Me”
From Köln Cathedral
Advertisements • I nearly set fire to something yesterday out of laziness lying on the floor in the little room I’d rented on the outskirts of a city even stranger than the one I was trying to call home. Even the word home carries a note of strangeness now, as if I am only justContinue reading “From Köln Cathedral”
April Snow
Advertisements • This is the walk she knows they will never take: down the jealous sidewalk where every step’s a stumble, across volcano train tracks sleepy in sunlight and screeching at the moon, toward the glassy freshwater air and the green that spills down into skirted diamond current where she kicks off her shoes withoutContinue reading “April Snow”
How ‘Bout Them Apples?
Advertisements • How do you like them apples now? I hear The anthem being taken up. And yet The tune is faint and easy to forget If panic has not stuck it in your ear, Or drummed it down into your bones, or lodged It in the antechambers of your heart, Reminding you, should revolutionContinue reading “How ‘Bout Them Apples?”
Who Wants a Lover?
Advertisements • Who wants a lover this Valentine’s Day? Who wants a meaningless fling? Who wants a romance with no consequences, No major commitments, just minor offenses, No number, no text, and no ring? Who wants a lover this fourteenth of Feb? Who wants a roll in the hay? Who wants next morning toContinue reading “Who Wants a Lover?”
Clouds Over Troy
Advertisements Central Courtyard, University of Southern California. • this is hallowed knowledge: the shadow of the movement of heavenly bodies in the cool dry air— June gloom come early— illumination where no sun shines, the torch of kings to guide the steps of coming plebeians— sustenance for the humblest soul, noContinue reading “Clouds Over Troy”
A Summer So Long
Advertisements • As a seed in the bright-colored street I am saying so long To the I know of nothing, the nothing that knows not of me. On a high cushioned wingtip my bondage was loosed with a song Of seduction to come, a provoking, profane melody; The lean languid lusting of aimlessness, sloth, andContinue reading “A Summer So Long”
The Greeters
Advertisements A poem You’d think everybody’s eyes would be fixed up here, so far above the cataracts. But these two kids look just like they used to, and nobody calls them four eyes— they’re the cool ones who left the party early, before you could corner one of them and say hey, how does itContinue reading “The Greeters”
The Gospel According to Alexander
Advertisements In which I open a portal Hey all, It’s a busy couple weeks in my brain and body, so allow me to tide you over by dropping a link to a freshly published essay in the magazine of the Women Writing Berlin Lab, a local organization I’ve been privileged to work with since nearlyContinue reading “The Gospel According to Alexander”