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a lighthearted custom in fathomless air

A cold air’s breath on new year’s night is doubly possessive and, as such, not without…
this is about

Memory and imagination are one in the same for storymaking but sight depends. Did you know…
the flies that fasten that shadow to the ground

One thing is to be, another is to see, just the way I wish you’d see…
fear and a spirit of hateful accommodation

Yes, all those things are lovely, but it’s boring when all is said and done at…
to be all eye and eye alone

I have four windows open around me this morning, a sigh on every side—everything I am…
beauty has no end or edges

A person can be internally consistent and absurd at the same time, like a comedy skit.…
the one flatterer of this base despair

Tears in the morning at the slightest provocation—the inconveniences of sensitivity, the troubles of necessity, and…
revealing the fullness of their pretense

The ground outside was littered with crab apples the day I found a dead dove in…
every mirror holds different news for me

For a good twenty-five minutes she some young unknown sits in a blue Camaro parked with…
the light that sometimes increases the wisdom of joy

Sometimes I’m alive. Look at the sky. Feel the breeze. Read Cervantes. Write a poem. Love/lose…
and we return to the earlier discord

When was the last time I just watched rain fall without feeling the need to be…
sleeplessness and unexpected music

It’s far too early in the evening to say here accept this and good morning, let’s…
in a pose of sweet indifference

Sometimes you write a nice, strange note to a nice, strange some kind of acquaintance and…
pinned like a note on a hospital gown

Wednesday at 8pm on the back of a plain white business card, the address below. 4256…
how the surrender happened inside

I feel something when my eyes see that I don’t want talking to shatter. Always desiring,…
fading out under the ashes of the night

For the child, time stretches out immeasurably in all directions, and it’s as if nothing more…
my wisdom is as neglected as chaos is

You can’t even think straight. Cleanly, that is. It’s straight enough, but so coarse and asperous…
with the demented enthusiasm of full-fledged existence

I am the monster lurking on the hillside, chased by something even more terrible. I am…
meantime we will express our darker purposes

The patio overlooked my fantasy but we sat inside and had overcooked fish. Clinking glasses of…
all i’ve ever known is true

Suppose life is just one big missed connection and post an awkward public notice to the…
ventilator to the good darkness

And then there were those open spaces of my youth, stretched out between memory and oblivion…
stack it up like cinnamon

You were pretty like a leopard or a fox and probably just as sharp though you…
so the words knock in vain and nothing sticks

In a dream I dreamed some few maybe several dreams ago—they’re hard to count, hard, sometimes,…
liminality

UNITY in yellow letters on the back of a black hoodie, our differences bring us together.…
keep before you the swift onset of oblivion

The grass is patchy with indecision, or so I project, but the morning doves don’t seem…
and everything is unanswered and vehement

It’s 8:00 in the morning on the first Saturday that feels like summer. Winter is gone…
put your heart in the hands of a cynic

You’re a marvelous being, he says to her, eyes squinting for a better view behind the…
groping for attention’s instruments

Have you ever fallen for someone at the sound of their voice? No, he said. But…
i am a waterspout for impressions

It’s not going to look big but it is if you make it. Tomorrow would be…
tabernacled in flesh

It’s the keeping in that makes my heart palpitate because it’s not telling the truth and…
like a shadow burned into a wall

It was a week of work, my first in over two months. Funny how you can…
all that appeared was a blind obstinate impulse expressing itself in bursts of foolishness

Canceled my New Yorker subscription some months ago, as if that would help me feel less scatterbrained, once…
literature is a second form of protection

Listening to one story (tv, French crime thriller) and reading another (first one of my own,…
context

I woke up and my face was bruised and a front tooth broken half off and…
to my knees you do promote me

As an act of living, everything I write is a little record of feeling alive, no…
cover up and say goodnight

Between us, I suppose did all the feeling. The inherent disobedience of singing our contrapuntal song…
achieropoieta

The sun was low and melting through the palms and garish columns when we arrived after…
moves like myth

Remember the letters, with your scholarly manners of speech and good diction, fast and dry. Tell…
caution/at least we have this

It’s sleeping with security, knowing it could leave in the height of the night and never…
that the lies may fly out

You were in a dream I had last night, in your town, holding the Nouvelle Anthologie…
invention/charade

Till it all falls away and nothing’s left but a great teeming swarm of perceiving subjects…
scenescence

My dad was sick and we were trying to get the house ready and a cow…
span

Maybe one day we’ll meet and neither of us will know what to say for no…
headway

Winter, and a thickness like fog, but crisp and clear. “Shroud” isn’t the word but “envelop”…
gnossienne

Maxine Groffsky talks too much and I hear too little from any of you, but the…
continuous

Made choices not from equilibrium, as sometimes thought, but from crests or troughs. Just a ship…
fortitudinal

Had an idea. I’d play on what “better” means. Mix it up with the categorical imperative…
optimal

Nothing is indefectible. The car is clean and it’s raining. I love you but I’m not…
cipher

Thunderstorms again, and with each flash I count the miles between soul and spirit, closing fast,…
pursued

The past is nothing to run from or fear. Wholeness, they say, and I think about…
flights

Rode the elevator up to the 20th floor from somewhere in the middle, the doors parted and…
soon

Why do I keep counting all the ways you might not count on me, says the…
perspicacity

Thank you for looking and seeing that something’s here—my sum, perhaps, or maybe just some pieces.…
post, scripted

P.S. – Believe me, I’m not trying to embark on some regular correspondence, just offering a…
informalism

Everything I tell you is a story, or a part of one, and I’ve no inclination-desire…
misgivings

You know most of this already. In the car with them, sitting in the back seat…
scrutiny

Richard Byrd was a person and he said “no man can hope to be completely free…
clamo(u)r

Read something in a dream last night that was better than this so I revised it—this,…
correspond

If you wrote me a letter I promise I’d read the greeting and closing first at…
asterisk

Heed need and forever save the paper hearts she cut in descending undiminished order smaller from…
fictive

If my life were a book I’d call it Mostly Open and this chapter would be…
apiece

what if you’d become the model you seemed secretly destined when we were kids to be…
hinges

I come home tired and the sun is thick and the air is shining thicker and…
far gone

Always in need of time, and sick of this fragility, the mind-body problem as antiquated and…
meliorate

He, gentle no one, opens the driver’s side into traffic, careless, without so much as a…
ambiguation

They said you can taste poetry, it must be bodily before it’s intellectual. I can’t separate…
dwell

Once upon a time I believed I was lost, but when I did what I thought…
fissures

High heels on concrete clack Train—bell clang and engine…
wear, we are

Bound to wear out sometime, he said he was. Sometime is not yet, but coming, begun.…
ought / should

Oughtta be ashamed of myself, writing like this these days, about love and happy macabre heart…
bones

If we played operation, I’d touch the sides every time just to see you react. Before…
made

Chuck B said “Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, ‘I’m…
still

What a year a difference makes. Still here, though, still this, still that, still looking, still…
be longing

Three sugars and two creams, he says, fatly, and no that’s not a typo. No relation…
composed

Airborne now and climbing, just skimming the white whispy tops all blue above and grounds of…
vantage / sea change

I have this memory of sitting in a field of wildflowers with bees buzzing about and…
fetching

So beautiful it almost hurts, I say mellow and dramatic, and then you come doctora it…
idiomatic

Real is a face we slap on places—it’s all “real’s the way it is” like a…
studied

Don’t want to know, but wish to somehow, wish to know more, do want to wish…
propinquitous

If the past turns to poetry then what’s the present say and how, he asks, is…
perchance, it is

Maybe, I said, it all may be, and that’s the beauty of ambiguity and its spaces…
exposé

The best nightmares are the ones with fight, desperate and subdued but augmented by the sense—not fear,…
just deserts

If deserving matters then it must be a matter of not anti- but non-matter like aridity…
sing song sing through

Molto allegro, allegro molto, says the joker, not joking, though, punched drunk and sing song speaking…
innervation

Night Peopled-out and tired tonight with gladly shell-bound head and heart transforming in chrysalis, post-crawl and…
aqueous

All I do is see her name and each time it’s as if the person from…
sure enough

Sure, it’s been a couple years and I’m sure in my way that although I never…
in perpetuity, entre dos

Someone’s always leaving, someone’s always on the way in, always saying they’ll change, always it’ll be…
etched / depictions

If I lost the ability to see, that etching of the nighttime burning house I bought…
syzygy

There are cavemen in the courtyard across the street and they have red plastic cups, coolers…
cheers

Tempted to say he’s lucky, maybe even you too, but you two seem more assigned than…
id

Saying “spinach” like it’s spelled with two i’s and two n’s. A pair of each, yes,…
it could

And here again I go, I know: Should I be thought by you. Made by you.…
she knows

Cut up hydrocodone and bourbon turns an already weak heart way down to a murmur and no…
as it lies

The times I’ve lied by omission vastly outnumber those of downright falsification but I’m not sure…
cogito

Everyone you meet, they all seem repeats, so I address you in language different, alternate of…
advances

Just look at the way she brushes her hair back from her face full-handed with that…
what to do / make it out

To Prague, say, why not, and stay, yes, not just go but stay. Alone, too, fuck…
ties

I knew Nikki Giovanni and also a guy named Giovanni Turner at the same place and…
lately

These things writing, saying, they breathe, he said. Lately that. I know what you’re thinking, he…