Golden Shovel with José and my Tarot Deck


“—O my God! I am dead.” – José Garcia Villa, Lyrics: II (19)

Equilibrium calls me, at last—O
how I tire of the rot in my
heart; chasing God!
everywhere but my flesh’s temple. I
pull tarot with moon phases now—I am
letting love cloudburst before I’m dead.



[So,] by Logan Wei

you say that some things are most lit,
most magnificent and vivid,
like, right before they have to die.


Deer Legs

watching my father
string the soft spots
in deer legs