

There Are MonstersI.There Are Monsters
Walking downstairs
I see Mother in the kitchen
six fingers on one hand
the sixth finger Smoldering
She tosses letters-
bills, checks, postcards-
and sings "Crimson and Clover"
(over and over)
and all his frustrates me
so I decide to pass outside
On the front door
a word is etched
in cats blood-
Rubicon.
II.
Outside
the sky is full
to the point of cracking up
to the point of pouring do


OfferingFrost films over the frameOffering
of the window in the kitchen
and there comes a knock
and when I open the door
there is an elfin girl
I knew when I was eight--
she wears a shawl of moonlight
draped on her shoulders.
I ask her what she wants
and when her mouth opens
a crow's wing slides out.
I hand her the bones
of a snowstorm
that killed my sister
back in '79.
The wing wags lazily
and she melts with the wind
but leaves me a raincoa


ThresholdIn the courtyardThreshold
ivy snakes up the pen fountain
as ink slowly bubbles down.
A bleached dove is perched on a branch,
and every morning at 8:17
it winks and says to me
"The wolves will rip you up today, darling."
Though today, it vomited,
and cradled in the bile
was a cherry blossom, papery and dry.
Autumn is almost here.


Okay?You see, some nights, I have this dream where I can see stuff- black glowing writhing -behind people's eyes. Where clouds burst and it snows dead skin. And everyone is really nice. I wake up scared, laughing, and my nose bleeds. So if I meet you in class on the street in the store and can see parts of myself in you, please, don't get mad if I try to carve them out of you.Okay?
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Baby, you're the reason I can't sleep at night.
Let's keep those cats rolling in!!
Can I get a "huah"?!
*crickets chirp*
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We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.
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