“On rooftops and deserted roadways, she would, in times of chemical storms, spread her legs across the sky to take in the pieces….”
Category: Poetry
You Keep the Marvel Alive: Three Poems
Surrender the Life • Terra • Second Skin
Dialogues with the Inscrutable: Five Poems
Fuselage • Perplexing order • Hesitation • Jurisdiction lies in zoology • Caliber
Constellating Acts of Starry Night
We believe culture is consciousness, and consciousness is world, and so to participate as a media platform, we see ourselves as agents of enactive culture-making. Social poetics.
Four In the Morning
The universe is crawling with unseen life: angels and djinn and spiritual guides. Like the excess in a stagnant pond, this abscess of the Absolute is obscenely corpulent in every nook and cranny, armpit and crotch of the Great Mother of dark energy and …