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.



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black and white photo of two children in a museum looking at dinosaur bones

Tiktaalik

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


You are nature

your heart pushes blood
like the moon
pulls the ocean
Fast-twitch, slow-twitch


Katharina Kepler’s Confession (1546-1622)

I laugh—oh the things I would have conjured / could I conjure: silicone Ohropax, flashlights, / popsicles, plastic diapers, tampons— / I was always on my period


“WAR MACHINES” & “DATA DOUBLE”

Google tells me she loves American football, and I wonder what twist of data gave her this quirk, this sweet brave way in which she diverges from me, diverts surveillance, leads the advertisers astray.


Papaavetam / Water People

I am not comparing myself to Creator; I am only saying I am made of water; I am only saying I flow to the sea.


photo of a silhouette against cement

SEVEN WAYS TO BE SICK

My knees, hips, knuckles, and spine were strung by an amateur marionette maker.