This is when the afternoon ends
/ And the petals savour the last sip of light
Aquí es cuando termina la tarde
/ Y los pétalos saborean el último sorbo de luz
The sense of being in a place that doesn't belong to you.
A "cadaver exquisito", using phrases from Hollis Frampton’s “A Stipulation of Terms from Maternal Hopi".
Trauma is a narcissistic being
Three poems for my mother.