I thought about how each number or letter exudes a color, a distinct personality.
Nine asserts a dark red-orange. K is German and a spy. Two smells of pine and shades of green. Four is dark and old, bent or sitting. As a kid, I loved how the disparate graphemes [...]
skin cells and
the
dust
and every year
I shed a layer
to join the air
Picture yourself falling.
You are a figure drawn on a white sheet of paper. In each frame, your appendages flail in another awkward direction. Your head, which is a circle, lolls to and fro. A series of vertical lines extend from your body, as if to signify your downward descent. Frightening, yes, [...]
Walking through these empty streets this town is dead
Rain is coming harder now upon your head
You can’t get far enough away
What’s it matter anyway
You never win
They handed you map to show you where to go
Gave you everything but what you need to know
You know your friends enough to say
Where they’ll be on any day
Come what [...]