House of Targ
I wash my wrist with water lest /
my blue stamp of approval be the death /
of my bed’s high thread-count spread. ...
Three Ontological Studies: Feet
Which is worse, the body /
or the mind? Pressing, always straining /
to be somewhere else: /
the headlong ...
If it ever took a life, it is unaccounted for. /
Stone tumbler. Giant’s breath. White death. /
A growl ripped in ...
Dogs in the House
Did we bring it home with us? /
Could we have stopped that strange dog from /
slipping into her skin— / ...
Map of the Kootenays, 4
i don’t need a map. /
i can tell my way from the curve of the street, palette of colors /
Postcards From Palm Springs
Everything is pink—the sand at sunset, /
the walls, my tub and its rust, the flowers. /
Where We Drink in the Dark on Weekends
, that unmistakable turn the wind takes /
combing its teeth through the shorn grass behind the school /
where we ...
together we are learning how to write in English /
i am watching movies on the television and you are listening to ...
Simon and Vallier in the Tub
Finally, on page 60, Simon (clothed) jumps in after him /
and the two lovers embrace. He has managed to speak / ...
Self Portrait with Snacks
, your mother reassures you /
over a basin of rust-coloured vomit /
post-tonsilectomy. You’d ...