poem
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excerpts from her journal
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we know too much: god’s greatest strength was answers: but the questions make no sense these days
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This poem was written over the course of 10 years as I transitioned.Confluence & GriefYour eyes are in / a heavy case, your purse in a light; yet you see how / this world goes.Shakespeare, King Lear 24.As she walks the street like the river of timeshe keeps her hands closedred nails beneath her palms.25.On…
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I’ve been doing some self portraits lately, loosely modeled on the series of self portraits in Jorie Graham’s The End of Beauty. If you haven’t, go read her poem “Self Portrait as the Gesture between them [Adam and Eve]”. It’s much better than my poem, but that’s where the poetic impulse underlying my poem is…
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Hello everyone,I’m back with a different set of poems this time. A few of these poems were published a while ago, but the magazine that published them no longer exists, so I thought I’d send them back out into the world, this time with all their counterparts. I wrote these poems before I transitioned and…
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i am in my pale bed: not dreaming of anything
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A number of my upcoming and current poems use colored text. For a long time I have been interested in painting; specifically, I am interested in the ways that certain styles of painting preserve the act of creation within them. Those paintings where you can see the brush strokes, the texture of the paint. How…
Schizopoetics 