This inconsistency — I want everyone to evaporate Then I want them to fall from the indigo wall between me and the stars, back into me Then I want them to evaporate, green and misty Then fall into my seedless chest again Then evaporate, whooshing like passing cars, splashing upward…

These are alleyways between. These are bricked-up forgotten children. These, the ones from all the way beneath. These pushing-pulling…

Where were words when I sat green unboiled, unseen, tough in the way saplings are, tender in the way old men are once they’ve come to their white bedsheets once they’ve come to nod and blink from behind unsheathed teeth I wonder where words were then in between, in the days…

Can you find me here? Can you find me swell? Can moments lead to moments and divisibly more moments? She hears the ditch drain echo — “Come, step forward into…

I walked into a place I decided to lie down there I juggled three oranges against the glossy white orange peel wall texture from my pallet on the floor in…

(hu)Mankind, leap. Giants leap for steps so small that they seem like one. Where is your belief in the things that happened and meant something? Gah, man, i guess i…

Moment moment moment moment moment moment moment moment moment moment. Moment, moment moment. Moment moment moment moment moment moment moment moment. Monument moment moment moment moment. Moment, moment, moment, moment…

When evening balances my purple melancholy, when all the lights are artificial, especially when the moon is full, itself artificially reflecting the hidden truth of the sun, and sucking into the black all of the remaining light from the little stars salted across the sky, when I reserve my own…

The glob swung and jumped and swayed across the east. We were parked beside a Hale County road, facing the peeking light of the sun which hadn’t yet crested the horizon. …