Love without walls

your face dissolves into the liquid crystal display and swims in my eyes towards Brodmann’s area nineteen. somewhere deep in my prefrontal cortex, a thought is born: this is love without walls. without form. generating action potentials, firing neurons, shooting voltage of pleasure down my spine curling toes in delight. love is a virulent strain. […]

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BLOODY VALENTINE ​​​​

(After Amanda Madunere) ‘My funny valentine, sweet funny valentine, you make me smile with my heart; your looks are laughable, unphotographable, yet you are my favorite work of art’ The dulcet voice floats from the car stereo into your consciousness. Only you are not conscious, and the car stereo is not on – couldn’t be […]

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Born again

A man shrinks into a boy walking backwards into water, growing cords that attach him to the body of his mother. Curling into the shape of a fetus, he kicks against the sac that keeps him alive. From conception he revolts against his own body. Back in the body of his father he hangs loosely […]

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The Moon poems

  I. The moon The moon comes out to play, Thirsty, it leans forward And drinks from the stream. II. The witness The moon was a witness That night under the stars When I lost myself In you; When the song of nature Became our song and I Beheld for the first time the Face […]

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