Ceremony is god and god is this birdless song of feathers in a cat’s mouth. By god, a mother can get so high remembering, can plummet listening can growl for more or sigh dreamily in three languages. § In her hemorrhaging, ceremony. In a morphine stupor a mother can see god with his bucket catching […]

In the shallows of a stilled creek, fish eyes suspend disbelief, allow fact its tapdance, truth its sudsy grasp.

Hummingbird’s perch. The hazelnut bush. The very tip. Disappearance into flight again. Ordinal: Call almost inaudible. Zenith of an unsolved ascent. Held, folded. Blurred wingbeats. : Spatial forms undone by limits. All that isn’t true. Dislocation-as-guidance unsettles every map. Permit the falling plum blossoms to hang irresolute in insufficient air.

It’s night: the watchman discovers a thief in the fields. They fight, the thief is slain, but his kinsman kills the watchman in revenge. The watchman’s sons find the dead thief’s kinsman selling molasses in the market. They hack him to pieces with their mattocks. They eat his heart. It’s day. It’s true—it’s Egypt, 1945. […]

One places one thing next to another and finds them there. A sky hangs long overhead, and there is something there where the eye goes. § If it is these things, the shape that suggests a line that traces the mind’s current weave settles here. A water glass. A new glint of light as the […]

in a contrail                 glyph in a bounding particle, all flesh its pleated crystals                 chew, in vowels carries me drowsy bellowed         each         O, a little        G-d

dreamt in the white exclusive         to mist where chutes    patter strata         of soft rock and loamy detritus candleless, we’re dipped         shadows in the plungepool’s infusion         of algae and sunk creams