Member since April 22, 2009 | 3,605 Readings |
was born in Missoula, MT.
If you recall only a girl crying / on the red bridge, / face adopted by stitches, / pockets leaden with disorders. / / There must be girls…
Common Nights in the Incidence of Sympathy
/ Habit fixes our mind’s entirely / slippery button. / / * / / Wolves clawing the door. / I turn my lock on you / in a private rain....
In Awe of Scavengers
Mine is an address to a stranger / saying: Again Matthew, I am not you, nor do I listen. / The sky is a cypress weeping / or a weeping cypress: …
Subscribed by Matthew Kaler
late December, 2016 // Now’s news begins with babies on the way. Just one’s inside me, but another’s ascending to the throne our nation prides…
THE SOUND OF MUSIC // a commentary
This nightgown: // I might hate it, / but it gives me hope. // / Liesl’s dress … is it dirty because / she talked to a Nazi? Or is she merely /…
LOVE IN THE TIME OF CORONAVIRUS
// The elderly still holding hands and then // remembering, letting go at the light, // / a black-masked stranger on wheels / mumbling a…
HEAVEN IS FULL OF GARBAGE DISPOSALS:…
It all began with cherry blossoms, // cake, a swimming pool. / // It began again by refrigerator light, as so much does. / From bed to…
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