I had forgotten how tossing a frisbee can feel like dancing

Death pays a visit to the beach

Emerging from Moving Pains

The chiropractor pushed and twisted me every which way, cracking my back and neck in great cascades. You hold so much tension in your spine, he said. Frighteningly loud the release. I felt much better afterward, but during the night awoke repeatedly, with the sensation that the knots were tying

Alien in the City

Searching for a unifying theory of exploitative spacetime

A late look back

Dear, I wrote this letter at the beginning of the month, the beginning of the year, and now it is the end of the month— another new moon, and its new year. Perhaps a bit silly to send this now, and I’m still conflicted on the year-end format, but

Road Rage

Three poems from the road.