RIVER STYX ONLINE
POETRY
“ASYLUM” AND OTHER POEMS
“Mother, the shipwrecked / are here and there. But / do you really think they have come”
BURIAL PRACTICE II
“Then between us the passage faults underground.
/ Think: rooftop of a classic hotel hearing Marco Polo.”
NOTES FROM THE UNDERSTORY
Then I close Judith Butler’s SENSES OF THE SUBJECT / after reading words that I remember as / “I feel only because I have been touched, I feel only on the condition / of being touched, I feel as an ‘I’ becomes a self.”
BECOMING STILL-LIFE IN ST. LOUIS
April’s final Saturday spent circling / museum halls. Photograph of rotting / peaches, shutter-captured intimations— / open mouths, juice-slicked hands, parted / flesh. A knife.
“SANGUINELLO” AND OTHER POEMS
April’s final Saturday spent circling / museum halls. Photograph of rotting / peaches, shutter-captured intimations— / open mouths, juice-slicked hands, parted / flesh. A knife.
“APOPHRADES” AND OTHER POEMS
“Freud says when you go to bed with someone / you are really going to bed with their parents,”
“KEATS WOULD FREAK” AND OTHER POEMS
“A stabbing pain, refrain, my abs / from running thickets through”
“AGAINST DUST” AND “KAZE NO DENWA (WIND PHONE)”
“When I die, I will not be demoted / to dust, just a flake of ash to flavor the air / or float downriver into the sea.”
FLOWER FLOWER
“O I could fill a cinema. / Bent road of jade / birds' loft bed / rain ruining the mountain”
“HELP DESK” AND “MECHANIC”
“All is not lost, in my opinion. / Something in the way of how anything / can happen ends up meaning most “
“REBREAKING A BONE” AND OTHER POEMS
“Before means chronology has logic; / means outpaced prior-faced enmity - / lacking of punch, drunkless. Dressed less.”
“JANUARY” AND OTHER POEMS
“I am too much in my body. / Mornings spent wishing for optical science and invisibility cloaks.”
“THE PASSING” AND OTHER POEMS
“After what had gone before / was gone, it was afternoon, / deep spring, and the distances:”
“NIRVANA” AND OTHER POEMS
“When I was young the fucked up kids / slammed in the pits, ragin / against suburbia’s poisoned air. / They nodded out in basement apartments,”
FROM “STOCK POND”
“I didn’t put your place (cafo – concentrated animal / feeding operation) on Counterglow. / By now I guess the algo knows. I don’t know what”
“LOUD LAUGHTER” AND “UP THE DEPTHS”
“It wafts out of the same demented hallway monsters march out of also: / the vampire sings, laughter follows. A machine modified to present”
SESTINA ON SEGANTINI’S “THE PUNISHMENT OF LUST”
“Alpswise in its white ruin, when the workers had the lead carbonate / perfected at Rhodes, shavings of lead over a bowl filled with vinegar / I took the History of Make-Up pilfered I’m told from the State”