All meat is tenderized the same way. /Good meat is beat lifeless before you eat.
Faceless hills,/ lamps of summer in galaxy gray, we touch & go
She reminds me of my Italian cousins. Square brick houses on tight suburban streets with Madonnas-in-bathtubs on front lawns.
Still, somehow, each time I boarded,/ the jetway seemed a partition in which/ I could change in and out of my skin at will
The feminine, breezing around, messy—/ we may be our edge, closer to home,
The chemicals of each breed/ brings a new threat.
Chemistry chews on our bodies long after the fungi have had their fill. We are rich catalysts, sacks of carbon, oxygen, nitrogen, and hydrogen.
we were never lonely just a fire in need of heat
when our marriage was a boxcar without graffiti, a lowrider without hydraulics, a billboard without a DUI lawyer,
In Philly you tried / to quit smoking and I spilled / my drink all over and we kissed or // we fought or whatever.