gluttony

you were warned, that your greedy digging,
your clawing fingers sinking into the earth, was just
like shooting up



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Photo by Eberhard Grossgasteiger

Production Notes on Quantum Physics

before the nights we spent enameling / this reflection in my eye, my mother / danced on a fire escape / limned by black fire, and you / glowed bright with the silhouette of a camera.


Fire ecology

First you have a fist,
the same size as the heart, which
came before.


a black nerd’s poisson processing

my people die like a poisson process. i listen to the rain count bodies
while the thunder weeps with me.


Barking Dog Nocturnal

The coyotes didn’t show themselves, no matter how hard I searched. Some nights my mom came into my room and stroked my hair before I left to search them out.


Breach

...I didn’t see this, but I read somewhere
that an orca carried her dead calf for weeks to mourn it—