#AmericanWriters
A world’s disappearing. Little street, You were too narrow, Too much in the shade already. You had only one dog,
for Hayden Carruth If you didn’t see the six-legged d… It doesn’t matter. We did, and he mostly lay in the c… As for the extra legs,
Enter without knocking, hard-worki… I’m just sitting here mulling over What to do this dark, overcast day… It was a night of the radio turned… Fitful sleep, vague, troubling dre…
We don’t even take time To come up for air. We keep our mouths full and busy Eating bread and cheese And smooching in between.
Shoes, secret face of my inner lif… Two gaping toothless mouths, Two partly decomposed animal skins Smelling of mice-nests. My brother and sister who died at…
There was a melon fresh from the g… So ripe the knife slurped As it cut it into six slices. The children were going back to sc… Their mother, passing out paper pl…
Seems like a long time Since the waiter took my order. Grimy little luncheonette, The snow falling outside. Seems like it has grown darker
The brightly-painted horse Had a boy’s face, And four small wheels Under his feet, Plus a long string
Green Buddhas On the fruit stand. We eat the smile And spit out the teeth.
Extraordinary efforts are being ma… To hide things from us, my friend. Some stay up into the wee hours To search their souls. Others undress each other in darke…
How much death works, No one knows what a long Day he puts in. The little Wife always alone Ironing death’s laundry.
Where the path to the lake twists… A puff of dust, the kind bare feet… Is what I saw in the dying light, Night swooping down everywhere els… A low branch heavy with leaves
Where it says snow read teeth-marks of a virgin Where it says knife read you passed through my bones like a police-whistle
As an ant is powerless Against a raised boot, And only has an instant To have a bright idea or two. The black boot so polished,
The truth is dark under your eyeli… What are you going to do about it? The birds are silent; there’s no o… All day long you’ll squint at the… When the wind blows you’ll shiver…