Graduate Dedicated to Steven Seum If i could make time stop I'd freeze the moment before you graduated. Crystal figures in a curio-cabinet metronome close to the edge, so i fear they may topple. I can't catch them, because i run in slow motion and these soles have no friction. I slow down time. I can't stop the confetti before it ashes in your eye. But i can watch it, in slower and slower and slower motion. by Rae Powell |
back of my van
the back of my van and the smoke is ghosts of white, ephemeral flowers that puff and sink and we're all here singing Sunday Morning Coming Down and Lenny with the nose that holds a white earring shaped into the word BANG!, exclamation mark and all, he says he’s joining the navy after the trip only if they sing In The Navy when on the boat and his pops used to beat the shit out of him and his sister and collie too and he once told me I could look into my daddy's eyes and see two ghosts fightin' each other and the ghost wit' the red back always winnin' but it’s all right now because he’s with Margaret now and with his friends and we're in the back of our van smoking and singing Sunday Morning Coming Down by Lucas Boelter |