unicorn hoax

there was this tree like a hand- a wooden hand. some days i would be naked amongst the fingers like a slice of why. i was a why, a young o...

you have never met such a wizard as this wizard. he is an extreme wizard with the marking of a blood-dipped finger placed firm across his ...

See here beneath my spacesuit to the spacesuit underneath and beyond that the girl with the skin like a spacesuit? I wondered about you...

1. a child's fingertips like 10 distant stars reach toward me lost in perhaps. my inability to use a sextant, scrabbling round ...

I wake up to the rain, and am pleased  for the garden, dry as a nun’s lips. I stare at it, growing it out in my brain. I suppose I am a dy...

( found poem made from the line-end hyphenations in the first edition of 'walden' by henry david thoreau) night-clothes over-seer...

i am stood in that world of sheets within the rotary, billowing walls whipped, miles from anywhere, my hillside. and streams come o...

the day is a brochure, a thing i'll never do. reading death in the rain and finding the bowl of oranges too still. unreal, until i ...

a vogue of clouds firm as a handshake, sends a snowflake to my violent tongue. indifferent, she melts- in thrall to my shoutless mout...