Imagined Confessions and the Crumbs of Everyday Godhood
Published in Poetry Potion 2013.01.Print Quarterly edition: On Being Human...
Dear Katy, I was told you are buried in the row, alongside the highway...
I seek you out...
Published in Poetry Potion 2012.04 (5th Anniversary Edition)
And you are like that one thing that’s just out of reach by a hand that can only go as far as a Facebook wall, […]
The fourth year of Bamjee-Mayet.
I will chase your ghosts on google, search out your face in every pixel, pocket the sparks your wit threw into the corners.
It is as if you have lived five times over, moving from mountain to mountain, carrying our hearts on top of your own.
Here. Take this. Break this. I must hear it shattering. Now. Stand on it. Grind into it. Make the goddamn dust sing.