Day 11! FATES We weren’t raised on scythes and needles though we sometimes dreamt of Death in elf-toed shoes, lazing around the city streets, playing dodgeball with dusty happy children. Why do we have so many questions pulsing in us like heartbeats? I am […]
Day 8! Inspired by a recent trip to the MFA in Boston and their amazing Takashi Murakami exhibition. Murakami at the MFA In 24 hours, I can paint your dragon red – see? – reflected in the shining, low-reclining Buddha with a thousand wide-mouth […]
Day 7! This is the most I’ve written in awhile and it’s been exciting to get back into writing every day. And challenging. And things are already getting strange. I blame the dictionary that was next to me when I wrote this…
Let love never be your hapax legomenon
Look for me in every glassy storefront – full of lunar music. Did I tell you I have lived like a satellite – receiving everything, against the better judgment of my aura readers? Psychics have said I am followed by spirits – no – I am full of them – brainhandled, sparked, and unflinching. There are no past lives. I am everyone I have ever loved. Shake me down like a thunderbolt. Dissolve my lissome filament. I have torn mendacity from my hedges and I will not be buying your tartuffery and star turns. Throw your pomegranates at the roadside dust like – not today, Hades! No, by now I have lief laid down my mysteries.