she needs a new journal |
The one she has is problematic. To get to the present, she needs to page through the past, and when she does, she remembers things, and her new journal entries become, for the most part, reactions to ...
Posted by Jonathan on Thu, 20 Mar 2008 12:40:00 PST |
This is the only poem |
This is the only poemI can readI am the only onecan write itOthers seem to thinkthe past can guide themMy own musicis not merely nakedit is open-leggedIt is like a cuntand like a cuntmust needs be hou...
Posted by Jonathan on Sat, 15 Mar 2008 04:45:00 PST |
As I Lay Dying |
She sets the basket into the wagon and climbs in, her leg coming long from beneath her tightening dress: that lever which moves the world; one of that caliper which measures the length and breadth of ...
Posted by Jonathan on Sat, 03 Nov 2007 09:16:00 PST |
Invitation to a Beheading |
"Everything has fallen into place" he wrote, "that is, everything has duped me--all of this theatrical, pathetic stuff--the promises of a volatile maiden, a mother's moist gaze, the knocking on the wa...
Posted by Jonathan on Tue, 26 Jun 2007 03:40:00 PST |
The Story of Our Lives |
1We are reading the story of our liveswhich takes place in a room.The room looks out on a street.There is no one there,no sound of anything.The tress are heavy with leaves,the parked cars never move.W...
Posted by Jonathan on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 05:35:00 PST |
Invitation to a Beheading |
"I found myself, under the sultry sun of midday, in a drowsy little town, so drowsy that when a man who had been dozing on a bench beneath a bright white-washed wall at last got up to help me find my ...
Posted by Jonathan on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 04:03:00 PST |
Naveed |
Stephanie is in her own bedroom, among her things, and in her bedroom is James, whom she knows through friends and who has perfect forearms. Tonight they found themselves the last two at a party for a...
Posted by Jonathan on Sat, 13 Jan 2007 08:55:00 PST |
from Only Skin |
scrape your knee; it is only skin makes the sound of violins
and
I have got some business out at the edge of town candy weighing both of my pockets down 'til I can hardly stay afloat, f...
Posted by Jonathan on Wed, 03 Jan 2007 08:48:00 PST |
Come down to my room |
Come down to my roomI was thinking about youand I made a pass at myself
-Leonard Cohen
Posted by Jonathan on Mon, 18 Dec 2006 03:14:00 PST |
Cascando |
1why not merely the despaired ofoccasion ofwordshedis it not better abort than be barrenthe hours after you are gone are so leadenthey will always start dragging too soonthe grapples clawing blindly t...
Posted by Jonathan on Wed, 13 Dec 2006 12:52:00 PST |
