Tag Archives: play
I found him, wanting, satyr’s swell of thorny play– fondling fresh, green grass. Advertisements
Each spring they return, bound to renew small wonders– Innocent by turns. (Artwork by Izumi Yokoyama)
To know myself, a rogue aggregate of loving atoms, a happy shivering clusterfuck of luminous baubles banded together to forge and assume an alleged identity, no papers or pulpit required, to fulfill an arc, and heart-guided directives, to be a … Continue reading
The nursery burned, as the children kept playing– Parents worlds away. (Artwork by Dorothea Tanning)
This could be titled John Biscello Doesn’t Live Here Anymore, could be titled Romancing the Ghosts, or perhaps no title at all, just a flickering reminiscence trapped in a photo snapped by a childhood friend who swears that he occasionally … Continue reading
(Excerpt from No Man’s Brooklyn.) I dumped all my G.I. Joes out of the shopping bag and onto the pavement of the driveway. I separated the good guys from the bad guys, and then arranged them in specific positions. … Continue reading
Touch, how her body becomes a pulsing slate of Braille, your fingers, unfinished, running on
Adore, the charmed offspring of Love’s prickly liason with Innocence before it ripens and falls.
To leave sheer vowels and sudden clefts upon the warm, dream-wet infinity of skin, so wherever she goes, whenever, sundered verses will marvel as placeholders.
Illuminated manuscript, The Sun Also Sets, spontaneously authored by the divine hand of light’s play on wall.