13 April 2010
Last Post Until May 1 - Hiatus
Dear all:
I know. I've been absent. I lament. But unfortunately school is way too stressful right now, along with trying to figure out what I'm doing after college, managing an internship at amNewYork newspaper, and planning a trip to Hungary for the end of May / beginning of June. Classes end April 30, so I promise I will be back by May 1.
Until then, peace & love to all, and I hope this finds you well.
I've included some poems as well as an article I wrote in this post. ^_^
Chris
TEN PLUS
Never been recorded,
and the equivalent
seismic energy yield
remains unknown.
The world wakes
after a million years:
tree roots dangle
like loose teeth
and rivers overflow
like mucus from
the Bartholin's gland.
Sign your name on my arm
before the power goes out
so you can find me in
another million years.
Phone lines are static,
Timmy won't last long,
and death lurks all around us.
Kiss me,
because these tremors
only shake the ground --
they can't hurt you
if you're floating.
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THE MISTAKEN SPECTRE
It starts at the bottom of a cup
stained purple and black with paint
and travels in the mouth of the wind
vibrating with molecular restraint.
It stops in cities lost under water
quivers in decrepit ancient tomes
then flits through incantations
whispered in the gloam.
You grab it up in the morning
while your lover stays in bed
but you lose it in those farewells
that you wish you'd never said.
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NEITHER OF US WILL BE TOUCHING MOONSHINE
For weeks there wasn’t a thing to say,
just pavement aching into the horizon
and these old Nikes starting to bite
into the side of my right foot.
Woke up curling next to hopelessness
and picked a recipe from the Great American
just to keep occupied. Kid –
if you know it’s just a pipe dream
why do you still cry?
Loose yourself on fake islands, stare
at trees and find shapes in branches,
translate the whispers of your grief
into Hungarian poetry. It’s not enough,
to swim in halfway frozen lakes or hike to Ohio.
You know the best plans
are always the ones you don’t make.
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