June 9

Avoiding white-clad men, even those without knives. Advancing anarchy. Apologizing sometimes unnecessarily.


We swallow whole all things / we don’t know, a slow digestion / of the self.


Time isn't real, anyway.

Two Poems

A nickname for God: The Lord Elephant. Lord mule.
Lord’s acres. Hospital Lord. Texas for God Alabama.
God’s sea of blue tarps.

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Beetle at the Window

“Every time, it’s the same. A man hands me a golden scarab.”

Exile Poems

Translated from Bengali by Arunava Sinha

Five People with Blue Eyes

"Where did he get those gorgeous blue eyes?" The rudest strangers asked Carson the question directly. "Honey, where did you get those blue eyes?"