zinc words & images

  • Chivalry

    Make the race long, past the point of no return. Cannons and ramparts, weaponized playthings read the dirt for signs of God, of father. We joust with words, carved in the air and spinning out towards our posterity. Counting wooden nickels, the wooden women, the knives on the table, recognition is for the dead, You…

  • Invention

    People are capable. Marigolds become brittle. What was worn is new. Fire escapes rain down Particles of soil seeping through the drainage Holes of a city garden. It is in the rust That change comes And in the taut drum Sound. Golden polish buffed With an old t-shirt And ignored by children Looking at clouds.…

  • To My Friend, On the Occasion of the New Year

    Keep trying. The end may be nigh, but you aren’t. Whether you disappear beneath the ground or into the sky- whether we return to our mother’s wombs on our weeping knees, or settle into salty oceans, you and I are fathoms we cannot depth. The inkblot, the zeroes and ones that trail our names are…

  • In Bocca al Lupo

    How can you say we are not the arched backs of our past? I carry weight with my emptied heart spilled all over the pavement. I am the tamped earth, green and rich, just like you. Where the moss lays is wrongly read, eaten by time, not ambition. All in the past, die cut for…