if we say my heart looks like a bowl of near-fermented fruits :my spirit animal's a sick animal arrested in a state of gastrointestinal distress. Or just a stomach in a breadmachine doing a twelve-hour stint of rising to the occasionally yeasty today.  My. No animal - a sack of juice easily slighted. unsightly, spiritless. non-cognitive sucking on ( Read more... )

I am that fish.

with glasses, without glasses
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Art was a hazelnut game, children put together words that ring at the end, then they wept and shouted the stanza and put doll shoes on it, and the stanza became a queen so as to die a little and the queen became a whale, the children ran until they were panting.

New Concerns

How our beans' sprouts will do so sprout
weighing in the weight of the hulls' holding. I say it and mean it is me my most dark
pull-string. Stay away if you don't know what you want. A lead landing near the liver, a
fear down in dark meats.
       Crossing witches. Which this mantra,
       a fence for demons. For liver spots for the ( Read more... )

Thank you thieves for not breaking into my car. Even though I put most everything I own into it and have left it sitting on an un-lit Seattle street for 16 days. Thank you car for not breaking down.  Thanks for my good health. To every barista who did not poison me and all drivers who did not run me down.  Thank you Schwartz and Niva.  Friends and ( Read more... )

The Abnormal is Not Courage
Jack Gilbert

The Poles rode out from Warsaw against the German
Tanks on horses. Rode knowing, in sunlight, with sabers,
A magnitude of beauty that allows me no peace.
And yet this poem would lessen that day. Question
The bravery. Say it's not courage. Call it a passion.
Would say courage isn't that. Not ( Read more... )

$539 would put me on the next flight to Managua.

Put both feet down. Stand still! Water yourself, eat something good for you.  Now, with patience, grow roots.

I feel so redeemed after a hard day of work.  I love my shitty  restaurant job and you can eat my tempeh-smeared shorts if you think that's silly.  I love challenging myself to be nice to ( Read more... )

St(ill). Still! Ill! Or could it be The Revenge of RunDownSoup? The body breaks and the body is fine.  Having some difficulty managing mine.

I witnessed the slaughtering of a hog three times my size on Doña Aurora's farm this Saturday.  The process takes a whole day. I dealt with it amazingly well.  I have never before watched an animal come apart ( Read more... )

I'm taking anti-parasite medicine.  Something is still very wrong with me.