Year: 2016

They don’t tell you there are fewer starsin some places than others.The city frightens themwith the threat of their obsoleting, and they hide to savetheir light. There are fewer stars in places where personhoodis loudest. They don’t tell you alienation is spelledin unfamiliar constellations. Astronomic signposts dipout of sight, occluded by some dark enormityas the…

Their genealogies are manifold: there is no record of wherethey were sewn, or sutured, as with a wound. Dismember their home as they may, they eat fromthe same tarnished pot, the same boiled grain and thoughthey may spit and rinse the taste from their mouths afterwardsthey return to the pot, to share their seed. I do not…