a lizard so small on the broken vasedrinks and looks back motion lessthe unflappable virtue of a nodding irisall Van Gogh wheezy at the anglethe horse paddock bounteous with feedan abandoned rusty bike maintaining a postcherry blossom graffiti over the porchhow the noise of children swimming amplifiesthe clamorous life of aira neighbour’s dog being spottedwalks … Continue reading These things of hope

Like a windup toy it sidles the porchin an awkward jete,so black it’s purple as wet shiny aggregate.The voice older than memorya surviving ayr a timepiece of yo yosometimes stretched out walking the dog,or a sharpie up and downback into an unread palm.A mini Godzilla head side jerkthe beady summation of reflected pride,before the kamikaze … Continue reading The Raven’s Malaise

They told us cold milk was the blood of angelsit was during the Tokyo Olympics.Our knees froze together in the morningthis was good discipline for us,God knows there were people suffering.And last night I cuffed the moontried to pull it down into the lounge,a lever with a button dial an old typewriter key;the one pin … Continue reading Daylight Saving, Eastern Standard Time