There are probably 14 little stickies on my dish soap bottle right now. Al in little clusters here and there, most of them around the top shoulders by the bottle’s squeeze top.
You know, those little stickers that come on apples, tomatoes, bananas….
you will feel small, for a minuteyou will shrink down in the patchwork sofacount your toes and your 87 dollarsthink about insurance premiums this yearand the clown confetti future on tvyou will marvel you made jokes at this beforewhen it was only dirty water passing through the news,just piss to flush awaywith one-ply paper, flush, forgotyou will repent the […]
I am corneredin my atlasat the edges of Bath and KathmanduI burrow into fibers and inkI take up borderlinesdrink lakesspit them backat the equator the imaginedlines that probably are wringing us out of breathI suck the map drytil it greys away to newsprintI can till my own back fortytil the soil breaks into meteorsstars and cow shitleavings of tomato plantsp […]