May 25, & other poems
It’s a spiritual practice to imagine a deep web of interconnections
between us and every other living creature on this planet and yet
how precisely this practice fails.
poetry
Waking/Dreaming, & other poems
“the nerves / frenzy feeding / on nothing”
The most accurate description of
a panic attack I have encountered.
Holding Hands Under the Hanging Tree, & other poems
You expect me to understand our native allegiance like a sinner understands that their calling is penance. But I don’t know what you want from me if churches are still segregated and the confession box is on your side of the chapel.
After Learning That Polar Bears Are Left-Handed, & other poems
I Once Was Lost
but now am found by big fast broken billboard promises
Excerpts from “WOLF TOURS”
we’ve lost our protected status but not our capitalist goals! we’ve lost our // minds with prices like these
The Cake Eaters, & other poems
Even the revolutionaries are cake eaters now –
I have a book called Rage Baking that suggests
while the world destroys me with its news
I should bake a cake.
00:00
I see you, you know.
Everyone else may be busy going about their life
But I see you.
letter to tarin kot, & other poems
.beaver moons, pink moons
arching near and away
,perennial reminders that for me
we are merely who we were
years back,
bargaining time into train tables
Twenty-Seven Club, & other poems
we have been released into nothing morethan mere ritualshorter days warmer monthsnew discoveries year after year this truth starts firing
for fear of trial, we lose the fightlord drag us back to the gutterwhere all things weak break free—
All the ways we are broken
All the ways we are broken stun me. I trust them all;
I trust none of them. It’s miraculous we move through
days, tangles of loss and wounds.