Mera nam kya hai. Mein kidhar se aayee hoon. The wanderers wander in Urdu and the kings die in English. Everyone has lost the first song. The Portuguese came…
I know, you believe in nothing, so, when you step off the fire escape, fall into nothing, never bloody the courtyard’s snowdrifts. Nobody screams, rushes down…
Rabbits are made of watching, stillness, pulse-pound & leap. String a parade of heartbeats in the air & a rabbit will form around them. Teeth exist that can…
Charleston, SC The marsh flickers in the beading of bridal lace, a train that swallows the dock as she promises tidal fidelity in the shadow of pruned oak.…
A regulated eye, calm and gray, that let us see in deep as a mother's patient, unblinking gaze, we peered at the unhurried overalls of mild Mr. Greenjeans…
The clouds aren’t clouds anymore, they’re whatever they want to be, unfocused drifters, portents of change. A hundred people are here, a hundred different courses happening, each person’s version…
the water all light and motion wedge of shimmer stripes of wind ripples edging tenderly to dulse and Irish moss and rocks smooth as the backs of whales …
of steel-toed boots and fixed-gear bicycles, O country of subwoofers and subterranean shelters, of men on green fields in armor, of men on sand in skin, of skin…