Marisol Baca – we have the attic and we have the moon

Marisol Baca we have the attic and we have the moon   we are seated at the the table we draw a line around the river but we left the river out we cloud the common tongue we articulate the dark matter into itself a purple cotton candy a set of bangs on brown skinContinue reading “Marisol Baca – we have the attic and we have the moon”

Jeffrey Schultz – XIII. Local Realism

Jeffrey Schultz XII. Local Realism   Metonymy describes the figural structure Of contiguity, nearness. The metaphysics Of the figure begin the chant of their murmuring spell When contiguity, nearness, is engaged Complexly in all of its conceptual suggestiveness. Under such circumstances, the greatest distances Collapse instantaneously. And yet, One would never think of Odysseus, DrivingContinue reading “Jeffrey Schultz – XIII. Local Realism”

Jeffrey Schultz – XII. Poem No One Asked For

Jeffrey Schultz XII. Poem No One Asked For   The poem leaves the room hungry And commends to your care These following facts: The Pan-Arctic Ice-Ocean Modelling and Assimilation System (PIOMAS) data for 20 Sept. 2019   Shows an average ice thickness In the Central Arctic Basin (CAB) Of 1.2 meters, thinnest in the record. TheContinue reading “Jeffrey Schultz – XII. Poem No One Asked For”

Marisol Baca – Remedios Sketch 5

Marisol Baca Remedios Sketch 5   Remedios, sixteenth in queue, sixteen blue myths escaping her brush, sixteen ways to get to town, sixteen secrets to tell when she arrives Remedios, if her coat were a watercolor it would be soaked its ragged edges would be many wings her nimbus is flaking gold and robin’s eggContinue reading “Marisol Baca – Remedios Sketch 5”