Changelings in a World of Broken
Beneath a drone of airplanes, I hear the chant of clouds drift across the top of apartment buildings singing songs to glass skylights and satellite dishes; crows gathering on telephone wires. Many years before this time, I was a girl handing out leaflets, fingers greasy from mimeo machines in every storefront where changelings of my […]
Lake Merritt Autumn Lights Festival, 2014
They appeared as strangers do from a stone pathway– a Moth Princess in a gauze gown, flaming calla lilies, electric fireflies, sea glass lamps shuddering in the light of the garden– and when we finally left, it seemed as though the whole world lit by one branch could never go out.
Elephants of Style
Waltz into my room wearing purple robes,
skull caps decorated with gold tassels
coins from countries that sell sun glasses.
Yew Nork by Dale Jensen
Reading Yew Nork made me feel like I was huddled beneath the streetlamps of Paris gathered with Surrealist poets, André Breton and Benjamin Péret smoking Galloises. Except this was possibly New York’s Gotham City and Dale Jensen was my guide.
Autumnal
Maples wrap branches around my rib cage,
a trap of orange and gold leaves filter translucent light,
and like an unsuspecting moth, I’m sucked in
Prayer for a Monday Morning
When I turn on the morning news or listen to the radio in my car, I pray not to hear the black blot of another beheading or rape, hundreds executed in mass graves, survivors squirming beneath the dead. I pray not to see the face of a nine year-old boy balancing an automatic weapon around […]
Heart Broken
no daily warbles bringing each other up-to-date, take-offs and landings, welcome homes and toes curled around each other in bed, retreat inside my nest, gather up frayed feathers like a scarf for a long winter I wanted to forget.
Ile de Plaisir
Let us sing of heroes, inducted into a land of zombies,
vampires, crooked cops, drug dealers, military forces of occupation,
each room set up to teach another cruelty of the human heart
Email to Benjamin Netanyahu in Response to Gaza
My port-a-potty, but right now not feeling proud being related to Sarah, Rachel and Miriam, daughter of Lilith, member of an ancient tribe
Email to Ann on Data Security Week
Data security week, I celebrate by taking my computer to lunch