What does poetry sound like these days? I thought it was for the young I thought it was for the idealists What would this poem even look like? How would it feel, the crushing weight Of our Joyless Selves Everything is made in our image. Is it even interesting? Everything has been done and historyContinue reading “Lion’s Gate, August 12, 2016”
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Pen Letter:
Pen Letter: if you’re reading this and you think it’s you yes it’s you. Drowning and crescendo: Youth. everything beautiful about this the real uncertainties of my Experience don’t exist here I’m just thinking And there was never anything terrible And I’m at the Jersey Shore and the ocean is new to me And IContinue reading “Pen Letter:”
Remember Yourself.
Remember yourself, I said when I started making letters correctly. Remember yourself. Pencil,pen, crayon, marker, paint, tattoo, blood, stone, cloud, river, taco, building, street, drum, shit, cum, electricity, spit, ethics. Film, window, black, raindrop, earth, snow, people, dancing, theater. Tickets. Remember yourself and People don’t own you. even your best friend. Even your hus. Band.Continue reading “Remember Yourself.”
A Letter to Horacio “El Negro” Hernandez
Dear Negro, After the Vulcan show at the Blue Note, now, almost a month ago, I asked you “If I wrote you a letter about what I was thinking while Vulcan was playing would you read it?” You looked at me with the same earnesty I asked, Yes, you said, yes. At that champagne andContinue reading “A Letter to Horacio “El Negro” Hernandez”
Tracey Noelle 