Regrettable Irreverence

— To thee, two thousand and twenty I bequeath this ubiquitous lament To thee, most egregious year Beloved little betrayer Darling in thy discontent To thee and thine, I leave only this Of malice, a regrettable irreverence And fleeting, though it be On the Eve of thy completion Let it be agreed We died, on […]

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Hello, hello…

— Behold, little darlings, my newest lo-fi aesthetic video collage set to the beautiful (and achingly romantic) track ‘Dreary Moon’ by Big Black Delta. This one is so very special to me. I’ve included various nods to places, scenes and beings that have inspired me over the years: Record players. Flowers. Johnny Cash. Spirals. Storms. […]

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The actual madness of attraction It’s in the paradoxical patterns It’s in the prime meridian It’s in the sanzen of the similes It’s in the analog of the latency It’s in the language of static The parallel of passion is when The amount I loved you, then Is equivalent To the amount I loathe you, now (and my God, how I loved you) There is no […]

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sophisticated chaos

the systematic sophistication of chaos in defense of reincarnation — I was drafted in the mingling of ennui  and half moon martini olives drifting in the hapless mendacity of some tepid soirée at some darkened apartment in some listless city I stood in the foyer hoping to be mistaken for a Grecian urn a Trojan […]

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everything’s roses

The Rose Tree by William Butler Yeats — ‘O words are lightly spoken,’  Said Pearse to Connolly,  ‘Maybe a breath of politic words  Has withered our Rose Tree;  Or maybe but a wind that blows  Across the bitter sea.’  ‘It needs to be but watered,’  James Connolly replied,  ‘To make the green come out again  […]

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never captive

Hummingbirds and their saccharine hearts Fabergé beaks and staccato flight Translucent to the eye of the beholden Lost on a Mankind wildly inept At discerning the language of nature The subliminal wisdom of wings The hypnotic properties of repetition Embedded in the arc of ancient trees Steeped in the nectar of coral bells Kept in […]

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I’ll end you just the same

So has it been decided? Are you my enemy, today? Or should it be so, tomorrow? Et tu, brute? Perhaps it was yesterday? When words kamikazed? From the grandeur and the xanax? Sharpening knives over coffee? Is right now the battleground? Was our love merely a claim? Shall we kiss or draw pistols? I’ll end you […]

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le quatrième mois

in the fourth month it rains at ungodly hours, it showers pinning down the helpless flowers in the unguarded gardens from unrelenting storms it indiscreetly pours the sky’s dulcet lullabies dutifully seducing the hill sides the soil moistens to quicksand in the wasteland pleasure is measurable in inches it drenches the feathers of scattering finches […]

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Ode to Arrow

Had he a quiver, as Artemis? Embossed insignia, buckskin stitched Pandora’s precious satchel, steadfast Braced to spine as iron to drowning lung Had he a bow, as Apollo? Strung taut, thread of goldenrod Emblazoned with fate’s interferences Pierced as kismet to Achilles’ bleeding heel Had he an arrow, as Eros? Opium dipped, love’s apocalypse Molten […]

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frenzied melodies

It was intangible yet persistent  In its ritual incapacitation That kind of attraction—  Inherently hypnotic, sedative  Inviting as an untouched wilderness  One that calls exclusively  To the brave To the most reckless, as incessant As the shriek of roman candles Streaking unfettered in hot breaths An atmosphere quietly infatuated With chaos, the eerie potency Of […]

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eclipse

a love like a dying sun  salvaged in the final hour in an eclipse of lips the dissident tides synchronized the dour shores reformed with merciful concord  a tarnished compass  unanimously restored a love drunk sunrise ascending a lonesome river amending as the sediments commence ending prolonged torment there was rapture  in the adaptations there […]

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The Chase

The hunt had ended Once the conceit of the cornets had ceased The shrill staccato of French horns Silenced by the day’s defeats As had the deeply throated howls From a once-frenzied pack of hounds Joyless from the journey’s futilities A parade of downtrodden canine In languid retreat Their consolations culling in the faint outline Of […]

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I O U

I stole the moon for you raccoon eye’d that self satisfied smile of mine just a girl who grew up thinking wildflowers as friends rebel heart blind evident in the undertaking of inadvisable swan dives invading the pool’s of strangers who would rather be lovers just to prove herself capable of splitting unfamiliar waters so, you […]

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