When California Arrives It Lasts All Year
Dreadful sorry and packed for balmy air, I’ve no use for this shudder of adventure, these conspiracy-worn streets puffed with pollen and froth.
There’s nothing like nurture to seduce a frontier into collapse. In a cavern, in a canyon, violet roses hung like bats.
I bend myself over the bed this time just to see if I break, and when I don’t I belly up, sick from the rotten bill of goods
I keep selling myself, herring boxes without tops. It’s not that I didn’t exist here, ankle deep in the foaming brine.
I have tried to keep the chalkboard clean even as [...]