Page Seven, solipsism and Marriage

She didn’t marry mere man, but a serf, Someone to rake the bad moments in piles And rise with the cockcrow to brew coffee. Have you ever been blinded by butterflies, Swarm of her eye and mouth around you Flicking on and off, offering leaf and limb? A country besieged in bed sheets, Her motherland … Continue reading →

On Making a skateboard

Spend dawn morning next day pressing plywood wood glue on your shoes fingers             spread it everywhere The wood warm          the mold hints of hot oil             sound of hydraulics push the button           make the board

Such Great Range

We had been discussing drinking while drinking: about the vastness of emotions displayed daily when drunk, Openness of arms and legs after the way our pockets always seem to want touching. How we can destroy and rebuild in the same breath, how we are regretfully alone. = We hadn’t seen each other since the wildfires … Continue reading →

There never were Buffalo in North America

This land has such long blood lines. They stretch out like rivers on maps, five hundred years of topography. A warrior runs through her heart like a Bison through the valley. I hear the people singing, fancy dancing round single deadwood- living with earth as opposed to not living with her. = Child with its … Continue reading →

Muddled

It never rainedFor months the valley dried When it finally fella hand couldn’t hold a drop The river came to lifelittered with shoals  Leavenworth blue Steelheadsnot sewer trout spawning seasonwe sit with mouths open watch them jerk and jumpbounce up the clay bar bumping bottom rocksyou can see the blood we can’t movecan’t take our … Continue reading →