- James Gendron
Wasting my life in the gleaming snow
aka cocaine. Did you realize the human body
has got over seven miles of braided thoughts?
Under this girdle of fat I’m wasting away,
in a sweater, eating from a bucket.
In fat I see myself distilled
more honestly than in my face.
It stuffs me full of non-predestined life.
Pain: where do you come from?
I feel you, because I’m emotional. And I feel you
again, because I’m remotional.
- Carleen Tibbetts
carry the animal pain of arriving
stars fall behind schedule
their light a breach
a mission doomed
from the outset
you space crush
handler of such insatiable colors
juice up the kitsch of the fraudulent moon
elsewhere, insatiability announcing itself as empires of light
America is the greatest. Don’t think too hard.
Unclench. You’re stressing me out.