Weekends

The weekend before last was worse than most weekends, save a few. There was a party and a fight. Cops talked to me. It was Jimmy’s birthday. ************* This past weekend was better than that last weekend. There was no party and the person to fight with is gone for now. It is not Jimmy’s …

into space reserved for flying

Jimmy Dreams about Ex-Presidents

We spend our weekdays recounting dreams. Drunk sun lurching in and out of the leaves, then losing its nerve beside our white house. You say ex-presidents are the problem. Clinton comes gripping your shoe’s only tongue. Reagan hand-shakes your amputated arm. Washington won’t stop washing his teeth. He kneels at the mouth of a New England mountain. On top, …

Rice rhymes with twice

Letter to Jimmy

Not counting the subway pass that fell through the gutter. And the table that I tried to carry by myself. I’m okay. Afraid at night. And flies keep dying on my floor. The newness of the room is dizzy, desirable in the way that paint slides off, how walls break like blue notes in the …