On the New Science of Narcissism
—a spectrum, an immeasurable gradient, during and after which
the places where you were can be tracked over a sprawling landscape
I wanted to play Gabriel in a tinsel crown,but was cast as the Little Drummer. I hoped to carry the crucifix, to ferry the chalice down the long corridor of St. Aloysius
Be careful—I’m filled with glass.
Is EMDR a psychotherapeutic breakthrough, pseudoscience, or a little bit of both?
An itinerant photographer has set up his camera, lights, and chair in a local grocery store. This was many years ago. I was there, I saw it myself.
Toward a New Black Solidarity
The forest opens wide then closes once
After curbing what hasn’t sold
I sit across the street and spy on people
taking what this morning was mine.
