Something Lost

A poem I wrote in March, 2010 during my sophomore year of college 

What is it?

The thing that I desire?
The object that sets my heart afire?
I thought that I had it twice before,
Only to find as I opened the…

Three short erasure poems

…from page 149 of “Last Evenings on Earth” by Roberto Bolaño

hell is… for… many, perhaps most, young men… the seafloor

And: A Poem

A found poem, made of words from some of Medium’s favorite posts from the past week.

they
wanted
complacency

Uzis 

Poem

To me you’d make the best stenciled graffiti pattern
in a nearly exclusive alley, seen by 10 people a year.
I’ll get the cardboard as soon as I can flatter
you with a refrigerator box, smiling from ear to ear.

Trading Monsters like Baseball Cards

let´s trade monsters like if they are baseball cards, he said.
he called me “page-oriented”…

What Mae Shows Us: A Poem

A found poem, made of words from some of Medium’s favorite posts from the past week.

Mae’s
in
this
village

Cul-De-Sac

Poem

This cul-de-sac was cold as fuck,
but you let me crash on your bed before night classes.
While I was asleep, you shot a music video
featuring hot dogs and misogyny,
backed by dusty boom boxes and portable CD players.

Medium: Poem 3

A found poem, made of lines and words from some of Medium’s favorite posts from the past week.

Cable TV, the internet:
this was the sanctuary to which I fled.
A kind of test lab for
the comparison instinct.

Ten Weekend Reads: A Poem

A found poem, made of lines and words from some of Medium’s favorite posts from the past week.

Sleep
comes on
full
with
sick
matters.

From the Past Week: A Poem

A found poem, made of lines and words from some of Medium’s favorite posts from the past week.

You’re
dreaming up
a magic incantation that compels us to go to war.