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Life Choicesexpand_moreThe allure of Mardi Gras is to feel this way: unseen and unseeable.
We never really had what might be considered a normal conversation.
A father peeled the night / from another midnight & begged / me to lie
When he had passed from view, I stumbled back from the window.
In a way she enjoyed the slow, sad feeling of letting it go.
Three months is a long time to be away from the person you love.
How much simpler and more satisfying was the company of men.
I needed a paycheck a lot more than I needed to be kissed.
I was convinced she’d be back in the morning, like the sun.
The chocolate was old, dusty white, the way chocolate gets after many years.
She remembers that golden ocean, the promise of a whole new land.
She remembers that golden ocean, the promise of a whole new land.
How much, I thought, such stolid suffering resembles love. Planets don’t change direction as easily as love.
However hard you try to make amends, they will still condemn you.
On my way to the airport I hit a Christian. This was in Arkansas.
Identify where you came from, where you are, and where you wish to go.
All night the insects’ grinding jaws chewed through the darkness.
He tuned the future backward as he left the ringing water to reclaim me.
Our life is fine as it is, she would say to him, and it seemed true.
The event was an accelerator. So much matter crashed, vaporized.
From the flight deck Gray could see home, wherever that might be.
The excuse, of course, was that men had to support families.
I’m mourning in the armpits of a lover we once called a family friend.
The hound, the leash, the fence, the hens. So many of them.
I was thinking sex, she was thinking sex, but neither of us made a move.
“It was not wartime sentiment that moved me to ask you here.”
“Elohim, we lasted through all the shit of training, and now it’s over.”
I couldn’t love the tree in every soul shouldering its own tiny autumn.
She countered the reverence of his efforts stroke by stroke, tit for tat.
It is our first time, both of ours. This sentence ends with hate myself.
