Tagged: rebellion

The moon turned the world to ash. Without flames he blazed. With skin coming up smoke, the pale orchard leaves melted in his palms. Soil hard as bone way back when. I found him....

(for Carter) We are a mystery of becoming: obstinate riping of time; capricious tango of biomolecules; the fervent cleavings of a zygote, fated migrations in gastrulas, urge toward organogenesis; discharged into the world a...

Look – I need this Format Replace Tantalize Wrap around this little finger…here Search the memory banks; tumult Flex Gasp Shudder, remember those invitations Folded neatly on the seams…here Slam it forward roll those...

He took a big needle, put the string in the eye of the needle gently, almost petting the needle. There there, he said now we are ready. He took their skin between his fingers...

We forget to be good. The sense of it fading Like a cluttered dream. Those engrained ethics coming loose, To drift off in wispy flocks Like a calm morning of cloud. We grip them...

For your review are several things an eye likes to pretend isn’t there the reality with the tattoo that says, “celibate” Rush toward likenesses favored by all the fantasies Aborted before they had time...

I recall the exodus from Kaoidang: the flight from sprayed bullets into Iron Mountain, the night you hazarded land mines, jungle wild, and the Khmai reds to extract your child from harm. Unfed, barefooted,...

In my canoe of floral sheets And comforters that explode in blue blossoms I am eating away at the time of night for sleeping, For being consumed in crackling dreams That I will forget...