A more abstract view.
poetry
Exploded view (excerpt) (a poem)
From a longer poem; I’m not yet sure the first part is necessary.
I am not art (a poem)
As I was scrolling past something, the phrase ‘we are all art’ (or something similar) caught my eye. This is my response.
In a melting absolute (a poem)
The title came to me last night as I was falling asleep.
Ribbons and threads (a poem)
Another true story.
Avec (a poem)
True story.
Votre nom (a poem)
An observation.
A post-cinema politic (a poem)
About a movie but not.
Monday morning, Samish Way (a poem)
Observations from this morning.
Passing thoughts in cluster and transit (a poem)
This is not necessarily political, but I still have been watching too much news lately.
Ordinary Average Thoughts 