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when you can’t speak the language it’s like absolution your conscience swept clean of nouns and infinitives you hear only the song of it guttural, geminate, trill trick of longitude…


Some Variations On Time

Time changing faces. Unfamiliar, clumsy time. Eavesdropping time listening through walls. Nosey time asking personal questions. Bullying time pushing you around. Sarcastic time in your face. Time with wings and…


The Tree No One Knows

I know this tree. Bare and thin like the air I breathe. I can see it shining on my night sky, like a star. The January breeze passes through its…