Marlee Gaffey

A labyrinth in past tense :: too much sugar in the blood. How hair dries after […]

Headless Reunion Song by Ruth Baumann

Broken neck of bird of paradise, yuccas slit & all the tiny blown to pieces bits of […]

Ruminating hungers that I’ve had since reading Rabelais— Appetite grows by eating—I recollect how only plump chicks—fat […]

They all rolled over and one fell out. I’ve told you a hundred times: there’s no […]

Sit holding a video camera in the storefront window […]

after A. Van Jordan through (→) prep. 1. In one […]

New Orleans, a Tuesday, 7:30 A.M. I’m sipping coffee at a McDonald’s on Canal when two young […]

It looks like any war monument in any U.S. town except it doesn’t commemorate a war and […]

1 rocks; river flood plain, washed over. tropical seashore and swamp, volcano. 2 […]

My drink of choice is wrath, it goes down like fire, like medicinal wine, like moonshine. […]

—so I called it, when I talked of reading and writing; of my doubt about assumed […]

The trees, a madness of white & wind, we, a madness of sweat & rope, ropes of […]