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Throwbacks

Part 2 of the ENDLESS EUROPE COMIC

Being and Seeing

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Lately

Rainy Day Bruise

I traced a bruise
making my thigh
a sky with on sore cloud
and from it
singing six drops.
Carpet wandering,
adrift in floral print
I drink too much tea
that tastes too much
like Christmas
sun-drying my whole self
on peach tile
at your dad’s barren apartment.

Youth and the Dark

The ferns are clouds under here.
The spout is a crouching frog
who looks with bronze eyes
toward the gutter.
We are both swathed in imagined orphanhood–
loaf of bread our proud pittance,
bulge-eyed bears hugging maps.
Tiny clover covers everything,
a plastic snake mid-slither
beams red and yellow
against tiny green hearts.
Another time–
more chestnut-haired friend and I
dug in grit by a one-fish pond
and found three colors.
Who had left them there?
We hid from every whoosh of car,
haunted archaeologists.

Chambers
This green room
this dark dusk room
I feel it in my stomach
like a dank cellar,
a jar-gleaming dirt-smelling place.
I’m here in this room
but this room has
spun a darker room inside me
where ghosts tuck their wisp-tails
as they sit in whispered circles,
where sullen single flames
bob through the air like bright otters
and I lay here
with chimneys sighing
into my hips
and wonder
where the red hot exit arrows
have burned off to.