Under a canopy of blue sky A light breeze lifts the new leaves on summer trees. Flocks of blackbirds season the backyard Like pepper cloves sprinkled randomly on a green earth. A flurry, a swirl charging the mix to flight. and silence falls as if they were never there.
Her white treble hooks hook hearts; a cat must dice, ever since the vegan lion was disparadised Lil’ Red-in-Tooth, dear kitty preening, comes clawed and fond of cleaving Fond of me in a dish With eyes moon-round, the Egyptian queen, like Mephistopheles, springs out O,
Sundays we take Mikey to the zoo to fuck with the monkeys. We dress him like a monkey and lean him on the glass. You’ll never be as smart as me, says Mikey. No matter what you think, you’ll never think like I think, he says. The baboon sits on
Sun contemplates the language of landscape at twilight as a thread of light encircles the horizon. The calm orb slides down its nightly path pulls the silken imaginary curtain
Fox Paolo and Fox Francesca sidewinding up the coop, Tossing their sashes in the grass, under woody smooth breeze-blowing dusk. Full moon of heavy feeding, jammy scoops; Lop-eared hiccups in chicken lipstick of chicky juice. We William-Tell-Overture off with a coiled rattlesnake shot! I, you, hunt the koklass
A small group of fishermen tend a dock. The fishermen know everything that goes on in our town. The fishermen sit around skinning fish, and dwelling on Benjamin Carson. It’s not right that a boy is born so awful, says the first fisherman, holding a knife in the eyes of
We wake thinking about leaving. These trips are always too short. Today we have to pack up. Somehow, all the equipment that makes it possible to survive up here—tents, sleeping bags, propane burners, assorted rope and tarps and boots—have to fit back into the tiny, rented car so that we
Marport is an island nearby. During the most recent Marport Materiality Review, 100% of respondents did not recall having heard of the island. When polled, visitors to the island do sometimes recall its existence. Marport, if one can recall it, is suitable for a day trip. Visit Marport by taking
‘One of us must remove our mask to lure the monkey.’ ‘But who of us will lure the monkey?’ We drew straws. First the woman in the antelope mask. Next the boy in the elephant mask. The man who made the rounds passing straws wore the mask of the jackdaw.
Sabi wandered through the long grasses, skirting around enormous trees that gave plenty of shade and even better cover from predators. Her mother had taught her long ago not to meander out in the open or you may find yourself soaring above the clouds on the way to someone’s dinner