the world is burning
even for the beautiful bodies
a late July sun looks down
on the hottest days in 100,000 years
and some say ocean current collapse
is on the horizon
here we are still battling mosquitoes and mayflies
swearing we are not put off
by the large number of cemeteries
Tag Archives: heat
untitled series 4 (Summer 2022), number 7
And here we linger battling the spleen and feet.
There are lessons in the lonely hours between moonset and morning,
a consistency in the tugs pushing barge loads up and down river.
It’s generally quiet here. That’s what I told
the homeless woman rocking herself on a wharf bench. I’m interactive she called out
imagining I’d ignore her. Did she know
I noticed her pissing behind a bush an hour earlier?
These details don’t matter. These unscheduled details don’t matter
this is where life is here swimming in wet thick air
instinct taking over like the fish we are
dodging West Nile mosquitoes and post-colonial depression.
untitled series 3 (Spring 2022)
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and the setting sun melts into deep pastels
somewhere in Portland
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we’re remembering the boil different reading seasonal temperatures like tea leaves looking for that right crisp beer, maybe, to tell us how we feel a proper cocktail to illustrate the mood
dreaming of a year that may have never been a season that never shifted we were just too young and too short to notice the sky that never falls in quite the way we think it orta