Üqoi employs different forms of "is" and "was" depending on whether the subject is sentient (zhoonai), animal (vuuzet), or thing (pus'q'abi). Examples:

Vlohuu dhmuuzhoonai. = He is a father.
Tsequo dhuuvuuzet. = It is a bird.
Dlöömeq dhuupus'q'abi. = It is a cup.

Vlohuu kthaazhoonai. = He was a father.
Tsequo kaavuuzet. = It was a bird.
Dlöömeq kaapus ( Read more... )

TUNGSTEN

This is how the scam goes down: we pose as father and daughter, and we go to a king, "Dad" offers my hand to the king in marriage, and what seals the deal is that I turn straw into gold.

Now the king, being a tyrant, naturally, tells us that if I can't do the trick, off goes my head. Before I go any further, I should disclose that I don't ( Read more... )

She said don't play that album anymore, so I switched to digital.

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Sorry about accidentally posting my poem to the communities that have nothing to do with poetry, or the form I was using.

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Are we gone today?
Are we going to pay
with our pocket lint,
artificial mint?

What's your capital plan?
Pull it out at the end,
during your smooth stint,
artificial mint?

Put a face to it
all camera-lit
We're buying free rent
for artificial mint.

Only have to print
stretch it til it fits
Tape, ink, reddish tint
artificial mint.

Rubber-stamp, it's magic x4

Throw a ( Read more... )

CHÉ CONFESSES

If they had only spoken of you in holier tones, but there was no sanctity in their inflections,
no blank stares, no empty eyes.

I never thought I'd pull the trigger
on an old man, but when his knees would not bend, I had to bend them for him. Old men are stubborn,

but the flesh complies, the blood obeys.
The young, they are easier to deal ( Read more... )

RED IN TWO PARTS

PART ONE: HAMMER

As the hammer forged her chains, she cried,
"Was I saved, only for the next rapist?"
In the factory, the workers fail
on command; their minds are not to function.

"Was I saved, only for the next rapist!?",
she raged to an unheeding wasteland.
On command, their minds are not to function.
Proletarian sweat dehydrates.

She ( Read more... )

They run the strings thru the scalp.
That's how they build the new you.
See in the dirty mirror?
How youthful your crimson yarns.

That's how they build the new you,
for reality TV.
How youthful your crimson yarns,
queen of the cutting-room floor.

For reality TV,
how would you like your lips sewn,
Queen of the cutting-room floor?
We use the yellowest wire.

How ( Read more... )

They run the strings thru the scalp.
That's how they build the new you.
See in the dirty mirror?
How youthful your crimson yarns.

That's how they build the new you,
for reality TV.
How youthful your crimson yarns,
queen of the cutting-room floor.

For reality TV,
how would you like your lips sewn,
Queen of the cutting-room floor?
We use the yellowest wire.

How ( Read more... )

It's a dry day today
The leaves are forgetting
how to breathe water.

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