dearest toad,
when the pelicans launched into orbit, I looked at you sideways, circling and circling, the motion of the birds described by some differential equation.
your friend,
frog
"Lettow-Vorbeck and His Uncatchable Lizard" and "The Location We Look For"
six miles southeast of rupaul's mansion (extracted from Morgan Thomas’s “Surrogate”)
RECENTLY PUBLISHED
I TRY TO WRITE THE DEAD BLUE WHALE, PARTIALLY BURIED IN THE SAND OF TIBURÓN
From its jaw, Héctor peels a sample of skin. Cuts baleen from its mouth. My body is in waves. The urge to turn from this great unspooling overtakes me.
All the Parts of Things
Another dermatologist, his voice a baritone of confidence, a foghorn, a steady hand, said, “We will be sure to treat this very aggressively. Because it’s the worst thing that can happen to a pretty young woman, her hair falling out.”
I stared at him for a beat too long, my thin brown hair knotting like brows.
“Well, you know,” he grinned and a hand fluttered in front of his face, a butterfly of bashfulness. “One of the worst things.”
The Observer’s Cage
Of all of us, she was the most tied to the telescope. It had been her idea. All these men and their obsession with disk size. A thirty foot disk, a sixty foot disk, a hundred foot disk. Part of her genius was to imagine a different shape: the wide fragile net.
As South Tank Farm, As If a House and The Main Gate Shivers at Dawn
Where a tank farm once pressed its fuel ask: what do we hold to the ground and how do we take it back.
Time
Since I do not have enough [but] briefly I’ll summarize beginning [ ]
spinning on a tilt [ ] below Earth’s rotational axis [ ] in search of water ice [ ] on the dual moons of Mars [ ] Phobos & Deimos.
