When I Reach for Your Pulse

The electrons / within shift in perpetual motion, perpetuating illusion. What is / solid will not fall apart for unexpected reasons.



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black and white photo of empty bird cages hanging on clotheslines between buildings

A Hundred and Twenty Muscles

She watched as her classmates cooed and stroked and cuddled. A tiny flame seemed to burn within her.


sepia image of the 1904 World's Fair, St. Louis, Missouri: the US Government building: natural history exhibit featuring a blue whale skeleton and life-sized whale model

American Museum

They point at the skeletons and say, / not me, not me, not me.


image of the surface of dark water with pink ripples

Two Poems by Ananda Lima

As I wait for people / in hazmat suits / I am afraid / of forgetting / but I am more afraid / of remembering


Olfaction

#414 used to think he was destined for the rose fields of Grasse. Musk ratios. Narcotic fumes. Extracting of the absolute. But he never learned French, was the thing.


X-ray image of a skeleton in upward dog pose facing a red rubber ducky.

To Live Forever

It’s easy for people to believe that the paths they chose happen coincidentally to be correct. Nobody scoffs at Methodists like a pastor born to Presbyterians. And it’s the same for professors in the Initiatives. They belittle their competitors because if either program succeeds the other will surely die.