when you write us—
write yourself a lion,
bone mass of comparable size to muscle ratio,
write how even in starlight your eyes were effective.
write me a small vineyard,
orientation towards the sun,
write me silent, write me in the middle of living.
Helen Vitoria, born in Greece, raised in NYC, visited Paris six times, lived there for a year and believes Bassett Hounds come from a…
Read the full bioI wanted to be gray-faced / and hated by the Yankees / in the suburbs past Carleton.
Once he’d made the long, impetuous trip, / once we were there, evening air billowing my skirt / over the Pacific, surf sweeping like brushes over drums, / I knew we’d marry.
I lived by a river with tides unresolved / Under the house a sewer under a wooden board it ran / Sometimes a tapping sometimes a hum in the night like a motor
and I dream of a young woman from Prague / standing beside a red motorcycle as if so much / depended upon it...
Louis, with his pain, is one long night, with his pain that whines like a siren on tv. 1-Adam-12, possible 2-11 in progress...
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