Astrophysics
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The Bottomless Inkwell

What is it about this disarray of life that eats at my guts on a hot morning in July while I stand in a sauna of soap and bleach in the kitchen of the Silver Taco Café in a town in the desert that has no right to be here. I throw down a white… Continue reading
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Jennifer Godzilla on a Space Sofa

She is beautiful on a space sofa The ambient drive of a midnight cockatoo tail A tale of breathlessness A tale of wind in the face on a warm summer day Vanishing, all Planet Marzipan Jennifer Godzilla My apartment in Santa Monica I learned to play the harmonica And the neighbors grew distasteful I just… Continue reading
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Sanka in Space

Grandmama smoked cigarettes, the smoke swirling as the red-wing black birds she watched fluttered like ruby UFOs in the big yard of summer green, the glass orb on its pedestal surrounded by flowers and a garden of carrots and cabbage and long green beans … the rabbit war machines with glossy eyes looking upward at… Continue reading
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Tangier Roads

In a cold and dark windy hallway called my deepest sighI look out upon the swaying, bubbling skychampagne sunsets turn to ebony nightswith a big hole filled with a creamy, clouded moondeep-seeded memories skirmish in my headanother day, another dry heave to the windthe pots are rolling with the boilingsteam rising up to paint the… Continue reading
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Space Curtain

I had been dreaming about loneliness Alone in bed, alone in a room I looked out the window through the parted space curtains The night was unusually bright Even though the moon barely hung on its peg I lied awake with a thundering heart hard to calm Nerves crawling up my spine Hammering my mind… Continue reading
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Planet Sans Soul

The aeroplanes are carving slits through the night sky Blinking jewels of genitalia roar toward somewhere else I look up at Orion; home Still my feet planted firmly on Planet War Planet Corruption Planet Destruction Planet Malnutrition Planet Delusion Planet Holy Hate little green men licking human lollipops pluck polluted dandelions then dash away for… Continue reading
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Velour Beans

Velour Beans hid deep in The Garden of Carrots in Laos. His uniform was made of unicorn fur and torn. The remnant war bombs in the wet, green Earth cornered him into a basket of worry and long-lost wonder. Code name bath and bask and the tribulations of mind grains… The gongs in the hills… Continue reading



