Note: the heresy of the didactic is only interpreted
correctly by a woman,
say twenty or so, with hair of differing colors,
with curls of smoke drinking
air through her eyes.
Even if she doesn't bother to cross her right knee
over the left,
the fire that is God still fills up each of her teeth.
been discovered that this ancient art of territory marking
that can be held; it's an ice cube
which when placed on a stovetop
mostly solid. The few drops of water
that do melt, though, are the blood
running through the woman,
and then, much later, through the person she decides
to touch, the person who doesn't show up in photographs,
the one who
only pretends to dance.
current of power
is much like a set of headphones,
which look just like
ears, but aren't. They're tuned
into a channel
would spill everything
into place if we could all hear it. But the one she's
is the only one allowed to listen.
Edgar Allan Poe was found
unconscious and dying in a ditch, he was clean
wearing two different socks, and had a rough outline
Waste Land in his coat pocket. The cloud
raining above him was named
Typo Magazine. His poems have appeared in Mississippi Review, can we have our ball back?, Tarpaulin Sky, and other magazines.
directs Arkansas's Writers in the Schools program and co-edits