If you are a prostitute of the 21st century metaphors are not enough delusions the girl who works who is she, always convincing convincing in capital You are the whore on his yacht he asks you to … Continue reading “from Freedom and Prostitution“
for Agnes Helen Mauldin Giffin Some drugs make me go, My God, death is everywhere constantly present, but then make me go, OK, fine, let it come. I was sitting above Maya Lin’s Wavefield, at Storm King, watching this … Continue reading “from Untitled, 2004“
It Is Impossible to Be Private, Modernly It amazes me the Midas hustle to make anything a job so long as you have the gumption and by gumption I mean the means my lover has a friend and by friend … Continue reading “Two Poems”
The proposal came: noisome ideology of cities plopped down in cities. How cool, let me lay here in the sun until my dream’s done feeling mellow and the hills are on fire, focus grouped epilation crawling toddler-like AC-chilled purgatory a … Continue reading “from Thanksgiving“
Allegory of Information Quality I’m responsible for potatoes. Huge quantities of potatoes are being harvested and brought to storage facilities by enslaved people. The soundtrack is ethnomusically informed jazz. I’m supposed to be counting the eyes on the potatoes, but … Continue reading “Alongside the Marketing”
Dear Kay— A letter in seven arguments. 1. On Lies In another poem a man compares me to pussy, and then it happens again. Rosario says straight men don’t even like pussy, an attack so devastating I took it vicariously. … Continue reading “You Say Wife”
this dude next to me has been listening to clips of a cover of “Work” by Rihanna over and over for like 15 minutes. already I hate him. it sort of looks like he’s listening to it on a Zune. … Continue reading “work work work”
Under Cover Extolling the virtues of theft Meaning makes less in a week than Your masterpiece is for smashing Porcelain pink panther Punching a canvas til it’s money We listened to ArtPop and dream what could’ve been Genderqueer porn suggesting … Continue reading “Three Poems”
1. Because of the world they live in, because of the ways they productively and destructively carry that world inside them They told me how God was not impersonal but knew me by name, knew how many hairs were on … Continue reading “One Admirer Has Said”
I think a lot about Kenny “Sky” Walker who rocked the cradle in the 1989 dunk contest it fizzled without much meaning but it mattered to me in 2017 I got dumped in a swamp I think I wasn’t what … Continue reading “The Capricorn Moon Hits Home”
Now you’re here too in the apocalypse your ancestors made. –Natalie Diaz It’s not fucked up to want to feel safe. We were drawn together by that desire. In Providence, in Oakland, in Charlottesville. Circumstances make it feel so impossible, … Continue reading “A Western”
I wanted to show you something that would give you pleasure the kind of pleasure I sometimes feel listening to Joanna Brouk or standing in the middle of a gallery in the Met not focusing on a particular art work … Continue reading “from a feeling called heaven“
A house. There’s a dream of a house, like there always is. The house has blue walls. It’s four years ago. I have a boyfriend. He is the only boy I’ve ever dated that my parents have liked. … Continue reading “from Socialist Realism“
Hell is good. To live here, it is good. I really like it! It’s the best thing that ever happened to me. It’s the crowning joy of my life to exist in Hell. It’s amazing. It’s so sweet and charming. … Continue reading “Welcome to Hell”
