from “Pearl/Buttons” near the hour of dawn a stranger      unfamiliar flowers she might have been named               Sylvia or Buttons or Applied Computing              Astrolabe and near to her the split                     of daisy bombs 53 reviews […]

WHAT LUCY USED TO BE What Lucy used to be, I now am. Or rather, I accommodate her foibles; they live on in me now that she is gone. For […]

Friendship You can say it. Our friendship concluded conceptually over the course of several uneventful weeks, and our poems lent recognition to and provided impetus for many world movements. Long […]

3 nonets from “24 Nonets After Reading Edward Byrne’s Sonnets: Louise Labé” 7 Lying spirit tightly strung you are most dangerous with all the points of your desire I come […]

a breach (amphibrach) object ache* each abject stratification collapses in the culmination which brings us to the apex of the inverse aversion, spiritualized app- liances hap- hazardly rap- tured, tri- […]

from Coït 1 I come in from where I leave I come in you point to where you want me to enter I come in when I come out you […]

ABC: AN AMAZING ALPHABET BOOK! A is for Althusser B is for Barthes C is for Capital D for Descartes E is for Eliot’s mermaid that sings F’s for Foucault […]

A FOOL’S GRACE bed me with lavender tattoo some cuneiform abjad into cardiac vessels hot cut radiance blister packed, a two-for-one offer of woad bled over bit lip, wrinkled stems […]