Click here to go directly to the Week 4 Read-Thru. 22. Lo grasses—no guessing needed here—we are poet. Standard issue, one per household, we are probably disconnected, one of a thousand which belong in a museum made of thick paperback we are (every- thing we have used and set aside still lies somewhere) […]Read more "The Near Daily Reel Reading Week 4"
Is this stain unbearable, this saturation
of the inkRead more "30."
I cannot believe that language is an unbreachable
wall around a nothingRead more "29."
The memory of light, each transformation of object the loss
of rigidityRead more "28."
This is the new blood, the new tap-root, which crosses
the horizonRead more "27."
this wolves, this burn
behind a fenceRead more "26."
Yes, I endured you screaming
at me from another carRead more "25."