Tuesday, July 30, 2024
Friday, July 26, 2024
paglia sexual personae notes
coffee water cookies plum
Tuesday, July 23, 2024
redacted
Friday, July 19, 2024
power play with days
my cake digests backwards or
in shards anxiety shreds
dream also turned fleas a little bit and flu
the semester, dark, feeding the cat early
morning earthquake: school dad subway car
today I went to your frost covered field
in the middle of Example Summer
where days just crumble and it
made me stronger to see stillness
you can’t design another person’s
death or die it either
dream also had hershey kisses
and now it's raining
woke up to stressful logistics but it's raining
looked at the river really quick
sent you files and bought beer
the day crushes me
unending desire for extension
and that’s what summer even is
dreams punctuate with subterranean
temps that flutter into morning
everything manages to get worse and still
I hope to study, consider the 1000 variables
the various planes of consciousness
Thursday, July 18, 2024
Wednesday, July 17, 2024
as is
pick-n-pull
the place of our appointment
Saturday, July 6, 2024
ambivalence 10
i’m really here for the grass between houses
the views of grass between
houses, paint chipped and wrapped in porch
you ask me about my earliest memory it's one of those questions
for which i need an agent, like the word bedroom
to drive my recall otherwise frozen
fanny howe* in july, reading indivisible on and around the 4th
he said I should dj halloween music at the party next weekend
october’s perennial lust plays/disparate yet simultaneous tones
click, or I let them/drive my recall
drive under waning, tepid sun to my friend’s birthday in the woods
my friend who writes, the force of a weather event or miracle…
to seek a miracle in a weather event, to make a brief church in the parking lot
the storm begins, we eat cake and she reads to us from a book that someone loves
i’ve read it too but today i’m the grass between houses
a weather event, a physical attempt to stir the objects of her life—
objects as agents of recall
the markers, the Chagall,
each stair, but collage with
how they felt on my feet
i remember the parking lot where you could pick up a radio frequency that played one boyz II men song over and over
Now the rain is letting up and a soft blue light is sifting through the flannely clouds. Gullies of water gurgle down the canyons and birds sing. I feel dread. The opening up of light and sky, the return of the responsibility that the empty air brings, horrifies me. Since God has abandoned the world, it is time who is left watching over us. Time is the spirit who breathes into the world. When it was raining, water was like an apology.*
Wednesday, July 3, 2024
antifreeze
my glamorous penny
dreamt of kittens the size of pennies
woke up unfamiliar with my body temp, bleeding
take the survey off like a plastic sleeve
open line one like a floorboard
ryan had a kitten dream too
one that fit in his palm which
he recounted with a stretched out hand