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Deathexpand_moreStanding there in our small shadows, we discuss the ways of the dead.
For today, fuck it, it’s snowing, stay in. Eat your Wheaties dry.
At nineteen you were six-foot-two. At ninety-one you will be two-foot-six.
Nothing stills, nothing stops. The world is still as it was before.
It’s cruel to watch my edges crystallize and reflect light.
This is all there is. Nothing else. No heaven and no hell, okay?
Miriam slept at the ranch often, although little sleep happened there.
The Village wasn’t really a village. No walnut trees. Just cut flowers.
Fearing for them, I clustered them together, then cut them off.
She’s not the same, her body more naked in its aging, its disorder.
my grandparents lay in a room listening to their legs rub together
Two animals, doe-eyed, slick across the road into the femur of the night.
She takes her shirt at the waist and pulls it up slowly: her hips, belly, bra.
Having a sister or a friend is like sitting at night in a lighted house.
The longing to know hovered like a star above this child-woman.
Doctor Dressler left her a note: Suicide. Back by 7:00. Love, Max.
Eros, myth, life, and literature in brilliant paintings by Lincoln Perry.
I light fires in the dark wake of space where you have tarried. Or died.
I eat what’s in front of me, as all great men do. Some wouldn’t, but I do.
I found it impossible not to imagine a radiant future for myself.
Poets need to be
in constant touch with the extremes of feeling.
Small valleys and veins give way to a lifted ridge like a rib or an arm bone.
Warm breath in my ear mouthing a name; rivulet folded back in water.
My dear, even my ear is trying to eat itself in its attempt to forget you.
She was gone then, inaudible, steeple-reticent, demure as sky.
He could see I was American, but I thought he was unlikely to harm me.
There is a lot about others I don’t remember, outliving an interest.
It began last spring / Flowers blooming like crazy / No balm to our fear
On a jet stream, unearthly, air can travel at hundreds of miles per hour.
He’s gonna change the way we farm around here. Make it more like India.
