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Saturday, August 14, 2010

JULIE

Julie Doxsee lent us these. That is remarkable. From Objects For a Fog Death. Also an interview with Julie by Genna Kohlhardt will be up in a day or two.

Ocean Show


26 new letters hydroplane

the space between our


mouths. Somewhere

on a map my body


meets your fingerprint

on its way to the next


city, then you fold

it up. Your body is


a map of skin more

you than your skin.



The Opposite of Fire


The future is swamped with

the 100 years of things to say


we seal in a box to oxidize a

century. When I meet you sleeping


you watch me with a crowbar

return to it nightly to wait. Days

change color inside, an only

child’s voice says from the back


of your breath. We sleep

on that voice as it kills us.



Our Child is a Vulture


Had we the chance to touch what

lives in the folds between each


bird, we would collect it, bring it

to a hill, give it wheels & let it freefall


to the arms of bigger angels. You see

my teeth inside your words, this house


you make for me taking over the city

one ghost at a time. Architecture grows


like a root until parts of my air meet yours

in the corner of the east wing closest to


the ocean you stand on, waiting to feel

walls vanish on your lips.





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