First turn to me after a shower, you come inside me sideways as always in the morning you ask me to be on top of you, then we take a nap, we’re late for school you arrive at night inspired and drunk, there is no reason for our clothes we take a bath and lie […]

I I see the boys of summer in their ruinLay the gold tithings barren,Setting no store by harvest, freeze the soils;There in their heat the winter floodsOf frozen loves they fetch their girls,And drown the cargoed apples in their tides. These boys of light are curdlers in their folly,Sour the boiling honey;The jacks of frost […]

I make a trip to each clock in the apartment:Some hands point histrionically one wayAnd some point others, from the ignorant faces.Time is an Etoile; the hours divergeSo much that days are journeys round the suburbs,Circles surrounding stars, overlapping circles.The short, half-tone scale of winter weathersIs a spread pigeon’s wing.Winter lives under a pigeon’s wing, […]