Monthly Archives: February 2015

I Tell Myself

that the politician the lost plane the discarded wedding ring the laundromat the floaters on the cornea the woman’s curves the empty factory the nursing home the ciphers on the forearm the fist the messy democracy the nocturnes of Chopin the hospital corridors the feet sleeping in the doorway the blank page the love you […]

To Bring You Back

I would do anything I would go to gatherings and stay the night I would do James Joyce’s Ulysses or stop reading I would swim the clipper route, climb Elbrus To bring you back I would play computer games and lose with grace I would sleep with open doors and starch my sheets I would […]