Jake's Flea Market

it never comes out the way it went in


  • the house

    the house sways and the wind blows and calms and blows and changes direction you rise from your bed and mom rises from beside you and me and mel and alice rise we don’t talk while you dress we don’t talk while you eat we don’t talk when you turn and smile and wave your…

  • before blondes before brunettes before redheads came

    before blondes before brunettes before redheads cameto this country werethere deerskin robes with fringes and beads and bells wornby women who faced the fire orangecrack of light at day risein a season between leaf bud and leaf fall were there women who faced the fire orangecrack of light that dividedthe dark sky from the darker…

  • snow coils in the street

    snow coils in the streetdrift of pale anacondaair squeezed out of tires

  • at five hundred hours maybe six

    at five hundred hours maybe sixthe streets through july are still partially shadedfrom the midtown sun by the overnight darkinto those streets comesthe ambulance in its kitten skinned coatits eyes flash like emergenciesit mews and a siren criesat one of the fourplex doorswhere with kitten claws its knockscrapes down the weathered tinthe ambulance is the…

  • like glaciers the mountain

    like glaciers the mountainlike rain forests like jungles its body’simmune to every plague it carriesinside the closed bag of its own hideif it has lungs it holdsinside itself every virus it breathesinto its own bloodstream if it has veinsthe mountain doesn’t breathe outif it has blood it holdsinside itself every toxin it bleedsinto its own…

  • love her eyes from were to are

    love her eyes from were to arefrom everything in the room to youfrom blue to the brighter glad to see you blueto the shining excited to see you blueand when her head turns away when her face facesthe window when her eyes look out and seethe leaves on the elm saddenfrom green to brilliant as…

  • there was dream previous to this

    there was dream previous to thisdream dreamt in the black ink depths of the seawhere creatures never seenswim through the deeper sleepdream not remembered as i rise float upward almost break surface with my face wake almostsea water filters dims the light that enters from aboveby which i read the parchment coloureddream of sandread the…

  • stay the night and wake with me

    stay the night and wake with methe morning’ll come it’ll bein the deep of winterthere’ll be snowon the black branch outside the windowwhile you pull your boots oni’ll step out and start the cari’ll brush the snow from the windshield and when you comewe’ll sit and share the visioni’ll turn the heater on and when…

  • wokeup satup legs swung bedtofloor stoodup dressed/ sweatpants yesterday’s tshirt/ walked

  • i was cold

    i was coldso i pulled my tshirt onagainst telling mom isat in the truck waitingon your hours old promiseto be back in a minutethe next hourblew the lights out of store windows and skyi got colderso i buttoned my shirtagainst discovery bythree boys wholaughed their wayhome to supperthe dark deepenedpast curfewpast my bedtimepast mom’s bedtimei…