The Big Cats, Part IX
On the heat and halitosis of the State
This palpative uncommonwealth, a thing held / or pulled apart like a tightrope or meat off the bone....
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Fifteen Years
You haven’t tried.To know me.Only try to control me.You think it’s my job to cater to you?
I was seven,Or around that age,When you two finally separated.I was relieved.
You never deserved her.And she may not be thereAs much as I need her,But even then you haven’t earned her love.So why would ...
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The Big Cats, Part VIII
On the sharp edge of fragility
Follow your own feet uphill, fix / your gaze on the undeliverable missives / flying back to their return address...
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The Big Cats, Part VII
On the elements of crisis: oxygen, hydrogen, chlorine
The tigers sing: We never
ate your parents. So what
if we ate your parents.
They were no angels
and neither are you....
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The Big Cats, Part VI
On the rough, indifferent tongue of the truth
Come and see the tigers lick us with their rough / indifferent tongues as our wax darkens...
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The Big Cats, Part V
On crime and punishment and missing out on parties
The virus is born and already dead, a script / for another life’s dis-ease. ...
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The Big Cats, Part IV
On Joe Exotic and Bill Gates
Tiger catches / Joe Exotic by the toe. He won’t run, / let him go. My mother said Bill Gates / is going to pick the very last one....
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The Goths & Other Stories
I
In the winter of 476 A.D. the Ostrogoths, hungry and exhausted from wandering for months through barren hills along the confines of the Byzantine Empire, wrote to Emperor Zeno in Constantinople requesting permission to enter the walled city of Epidaurum, and just kinda crash and charge their phones.
“My ...
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The Big Cats, Part III
On fever dreams and wounds to lick
A wounded animal conceals itself
to hide from death and to seek it....
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The Big Cats, Part II
On sleeping dangers, grocery runs, and hiding out in the wilderness
Last night I dreamed there was a tiger sleeping / in the bosom of the family, the same light canary / color as the dog. ...
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The Big Cats, Part I
On tigers, Richard Brautigan, and six feet of distance
In the Bronx the tigers have come down / with a dry cough and febrile dreams...
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Troilus and Cressida and a Diseased Body Politic
Reading Shakespeare in a time of plague
We are perennially curious about what Shakespeare can teach us about our own world, hoping to find instruction and solace in his plays, poems, and exemplary turns of phrase.
Recently, this curiosity has produced a score of tweets and articles speculating about Shakespeare’s productivity during periods when the plague ravaged London, ...
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