She breathes in my ear. I must scribble in the back of books to give sound to the falling tree. The programs on my computer are like little children trying to get out the door for recess. The mouse is a teacher clapping her hands. Jueves 2 Nov 2:00 pm $1,200 pesos They lead you […]
We merged onto the highway under a star-studded sky…
1 1,386,734 1,800,000 We say these numbers, but we do not understand 2,500,000 5,000,000 They are numbers hidden in the broken trees, pressed into burnt bark They are the shattered face of numbers missing from our lives Unimportant 5,750,000 8,000,000 They are lost to us, without time, without name, buried in the desert, frozen in […]
one last look back at the war of her identity eyes blink a final kiss Sumpul and Nanking the wall turns a page heavy with metal a spine to flay Ochota and Nyarubuye she moves and sighs ugly in candle light abandoned braid of hair Adana and Ixil lips of flowers bird nest burns within cover […]
While filling the fuel tank, I kept an eye on the rear window, watching R. as he finished his inspection of the straight razor…
Oh, and as for the upholstery—well, let’s just say a forensic technologist would have found a diaspora of human DNA…
