Monthly Archives: March 2013

The Radio Is A Boy

He’ll always be this dark, this sleek, oh switch- back, switchable, unchanging changeling, sometimes the strange things go down. When people talk about God, I know what they mean: vaulted, volted, sweet-talked by the Great Black Unseen— Radio, Radio, caress … Continue reading

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The Poem Flees in the Same Manner I Once Saw Myself

Pitched and sprinting down the backstreets of our tiny island town, and water on all sides, and a small girl, brown hair airborne like a Nike swoosh, and to the West, the atom bomb explodes, a whoosh of fire on … Continue reading

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