anywhere all the way |
we went sub-atomic, we astral projected, the old thunder was back again. it rumbled beneath, it frightened the children. your fingers and hair pulsed as a signal, electric and endless, silk and yarn...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Apr 2009 22:59:00 GMT |
bird flu |
sitting on a bench across the street from the convention center, he struggled with a sandwich too large and unwieldy for his small mouth and skinny fingers. he was embarrassed by the process of try...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 22:58:00 GMT |
breathing vapor |
a faithless echo from the rib set in my father's sidehungry yet uncertain, a clueless infant mouth to feedi travel, foggy shape through empty blocks of big city nothingthere are places here your famil...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Feb 2008 03:04:00 GMT |
game over |
they are fitting your bones into slotspresized holes to fit your deconstructionsliding like children's blocks into correctly shaped voids.their masks are slipping, murky teeth behind those smilesbut t...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Feb 2008 14:26:00 GMT |
when dinosaurs ruled the earth |
you think things are bad now, cut back 80 million years ago and realize that los angeles was underwater. visualize those warm inland seas covering your favorite restaurant and your favorite plac...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Oct 2007 21:47:00 GMT |
here there is no bedtime |
and the bad kids stay out late. set loose in open fields like recovered injured wildlife, always running away from, never toward or to. a voice message on my parent's answering machine at...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Jan 2007 04:20:00 GMT |
cabin pressure |
halfway to my destination in the window seat of an airplane; the businessman in the seat next to me with his red face in his wet hands, the ache in the back of my throat, and the moment where I...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Nov 2006 20:50:00 GMT |
fist of the pacific |
the city I thought I would love opened up on a sky dark with human ashes and I told myself I couldn't go back.some endless weeks before, we walked through a forest, you and I, our hands clasped, our f...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Oct 2006 00:48:00 GMT |
A True Account Of Our Fictional Trip To Mexico |
You called me at 11:14, the phone's ring interrupting an episode of Elimidate I was watching with the sound turned halfway down. I put down the can of pineapple I was eating with a fork and picked ...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Jun 2006 15:13:00 GMT |
Honeybee, You're Killing Me |
You're born from an unfertilized egg. You hatch, a larvae, and your older sisters began to feed you royal jelly from their heads for your first few days of life. They cut you off immediate...
Posted by on Tue, 02 May 2006 00:26:00 GMT |
