Slippery vinyl, cold glass,
the old smoke of your uncle’s embrace,
pulse flamenco dancing,
as streetlights smudge to neon
in the click and hiss of an aluminium can.

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O allegro, O accelerando, O vivacissimo, I call upon you now, thalamus and hypothalamus, stop drumming up your adrenalin when I love. My lover says if I can’t be with him now he’ll probably give himself to another, not for sex, but for maturity; no, not for maturity, for true love indeed—and he says he will never forget me too quickly. O allegro con spirito, O molto allegro, O allegretto maestoso! What a torrent in his mouth when he calls my forehead Suzuki and my nose Asashi! The identical beat hoofing on each vowel rushes me to love this, this, […]

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A cento composed of quotations taken from the current White House Press Secretary’s media addresses   Sam, we have been through all that. It’s clear there is nothing more to say. I am not going to add anything. You played a semantic game yesterday, I am not playing that game today. That has been asked and answered. The same questions were asked yesterday. The answer is the same answer. We don’t have anything to talk about. Obviously I don’t have all the information. We have passed along the questions. We have said they would take them under advisement. We shall never cut […]

Tivoli, NY   The honey-warm A-frame where you left me upstate and alone with the woods. That great room built by your godparents, where your kin had piled years of quilts. The big sleigh bed you’d never been allowed to sleep in as a child—suddenly mine, all its duck-down, and woollen rugs that nuzzled feet like a childhood dog. I lay on the raw wood, tucked my body underneath the walk-in’s rack of gowns, and splintered.       In half-green dawn, I saw noise-and-static    deer, and squirrels pouring from the poison ivy. The river-moat between here   and the ranch where your mother  […]