April 17, 2021

Time Is Different

Time is different for the massless and you don’t want any of that

And how there are only cages for those who know it

Trees in forests
Days in phantom months
Lives in lost colonies

We headed north or west and brought our loaded prefixes

Not meals
Not means
But yes yes something old

Another old thing and another building the first fence in the English countryside


Here a waterslide long after the Days of Waterslides

Here a bottomless pit with nary a heroine in sight

Here a scenic view
And here
And here
And here

Everything has a way of becoming everything

Look at the sky

It’ll tell your story

April 16, 2021

One Morning One Day

One morning Baltimore

Notes on as if

Sentences are for commuting

And load times the way to work

How far how far

That we question apple cores

Or squander science

Or silence Spring

How far how relative so far and nowhere

And then one evening, Amherst

April 15, 2021

We’re Up

Like limits

Precision difficulties

Occlusion vs. inclusion

The thing sheet of gold used to discover atoms or something like that

Informed consent

Fellowship in all surveys

Your favorite amphibian’s favorite meal

Cycle after cycle a new way to see

April 13, 2021

And Again

Boys on dirt-bikes
Men on dirt-bikes
Dirt on dirt-bikes less so

A nosebleed will happen
Or water with trace elements
You’ll lose a day here or there

Distance or time and bridges
Huge distances, inhuman time, more bridges
Online classes in American Sign Language

First, second, third
Is someone else’s eighty-four
Walk it all the way back

Pull the shades and get ready to go again

April 12, 2021

And the Rain

The kind of sadness that’s rounded with hope

Decomp is a process

There are recipes for everything online

This too is human nature

And then tomatoes or leftovers or a little nap

Another map, a good night’s sleep, a slow-to-rouse morning

Hard stops, healthy eating, forgiveness

More healthy eating, more forgiveness

Favor your left, quick wits, subsets

They’ll wrap you up in false binaries

They’ll wrap you up in artificial scarcity

They’ll wrap you up in constant crisis

This too is human nature

And it didn’t rain

April 11, 2021

How It’s Wanted

You can look up what time the sun’s gonna rise on any particular day in any particular place

At one point, this country split in two and each side fought and killed the other

Folks of different backgrounds and situations continue to fight for right daily in this country

You might look at a pin or the time on an alarm clock and wonder What is this worth? or What more could I do?

You might remember that everything leads to something else

And you might get lost in the math or tackle it head-on with teamwork that’d make earlier generations blush

Because there is snow falling, and woodlands burning, and COVID spreading, and discoveries being discovered, and it isn’t even lunchtime here yet

If you keep going, you may keep hoping for a conclusion

April 10, 2021

Ocean-going Alive

Aloft, seasoned, self-less

Centered over something

Question the horizon

Forgive every echo

Sometimes sugar’s hard to come by

First deep

Save the sunlight vs. savor whole numbers

Deeper still

Trade on trade after closing time 

April 9, 2021

Fourteen Dissolves

Have it at it
Hold on right
Look look it over
Lloyd, Levan, leftover
Ranks and remember
All the names
Way down
Now over and up
Now mirrored
Felted, flecked, forgotten

April 8, 2021

I Forgot What Day It Was

When I almost forgot what day it was

One waterway or another, we’ll get there

Always the sun, the tail end of things, forgiveness

Start again with fewer points

Start again, look up

Start again

Beef stock, live stock, all the rates and all the exchanges 

What will we do with you?

What will we do?

April 7, 2021

Check Check Check

There there is a place

A child so small you can hold it in your cupped hands

Everything wounded you’ve ever know

That which, that which will, that which has

Sometimes it’s just a cabin in the woods but what fun is there in that

Or a dog in the distance

Or a day in the distance

Or sunshine

What corner they ask as you wipe the date from your eye

Organic vegetables, keyless entry, climate justice

A pile of things begets another

April 6, 2021

Granted Saves

Right righted rentals ready-set go

Left lent poorly and your life to live

Center lowered clear skies found again

Center lifted with the better hat for a better day

Cycle cycle cycle till the day is done

April 5, 2021

Four Hundred

 Foot soldiers in the theater

Divide again and again

Like walls like air like there you have it

Feathers forever

Favoring your step

Disguise the gaps and call it a day

The lost

The leftover

The leveraged and the lent 

Wake up to it every day

Everyone breathing

April 4, 2021

What We’ve Seen Is Water

Clarity vs. heat, you know?

Clarity in the face of heat? Maybe that’s better

Shimmy a ladder just so

Cut a window here, make a sandwich there

Count days by hand, and the sun in the sky

“Where’s the safest door” is no way to live

And I’m not here to define everything

We can trace hang gliding back to Chinese kites

We can take the matter at-hand and turn it over and over

We can till soil, separate recyclables, and practice breathing

Wells vs. sinks vs. events vs. speed limits

None of it’s anyway to live

There are squirrels in the canopy, foxes in the hill

And we live on, anyway

April 3, 2021

The World Is Huge, and That’s Just One Part

Kevin shared Prince’s demo for “I Feel for You” on Twitter earlier this week and it blew my mind a little bit.

And I thought about Athena springing forth from Zeus’s forehead fully formed, too.

A thought that tunnels back to my twenties and a painting studio I rented in the basement of a building off the Downtown Mall. It wasn’t meant to be a painting studio, it didn’t have the ventilation for that. Previous tenets did sculpture mostly? Or weren’t using turpentine?

Gravity in all its forms in your head.

Layers, also in your head.

Folks passing, in the world and memories of folks who have passed.

Spending time with them but not getting lost.

Feelings weren’t meant to be distinct, I think. We just cut away at them because we think it helps us share them, maybe.

I’m happy and sad for you and about you Chris. Todd. Catherine. Dad.

Most y’all don’t know the absolute joy of being a morning person.

Everything is quieter.

Everything can happen.

April 2, 2021

I Recorded the Orioles Opening Day Game Earlier Today and I Made Us Some Nice Drinks

Dinner is making its way to me, thanks Margaret

We’re lucky to be alive

We’re lucky that hydrogen and oxygen get along just so to make all these dreams possible

We’re lucky and luckier and I think we-all are gonna get our arms around this pandemic

The we-all that have made it this far

So much behind us made so much possible

Live like you believe or live like you believe it

Take your pick

Love and love and love and love

April 1, 2021

It’s Been

A pant started somewhere

Catalog spaces vs. a catalog of spaces

To make, to construct like a wheel

To remember playing in the snow

To catch as in fish or even a packet boat

To echo for a cliff

Or resonate for a wine glass filled with water

Middle C and lower and lower and still lower

Like Cs all the way down?

Mayhaps and maybe and May flowers sooner still

Catalog all the trails vs. honor all our hardship

I still dream of this land being our land

I still dream of larger and larger us-es and many us-es

Dynamic us-es, flexible us-es, shifting us-es shifting for reasons better than making new thems 

But it’s so much easier to write and read thems than us-es and this is just something we have to climb up and climb over until we are there

Trudge through?

We’re talking about practice

March 5, 2021

I Approach This Map

I approach this map like a sunset

I approach this map like a moon-pushed ocean

I approach this map like an outline, like shed skin, like rust

I approach this map like a newly formed memory

I approach this map shuffling sideways

I approach this map in bad faith, with bad form, on poor footing

I approach this map like deep breathing

I approach this map with my eyes shaded

I approach this map with best intentions

I approach this map having lost hope and pushed on

I approach this map

I approach this map

February 24, 2021

Why Is Wired

What eats what eats questions?

What is time this deep into “Winter”?

All the false things lined end to end

The predictability of sunsets and so many beautiful things

Take an egg and then laughter

Submarine crews then laughter

Clerical duties, drawing supplies, a collection of bobby pins

We’ve got descriptions if you want descriptions

Another sunset

Another lesser than

Back to laughter and again and again

And again and again and again

February 13, 2021

More Words

Swamps and dales

Seventh heavens

And setbacks

Curb appeal for days

And means to tell you

Tether me sick

Nature here and icefall

Crestfallen criminals

Lunar eclipse

Ocean upon ocean of solitude

Drowned dreams

Every guess’s second

Missed spells woven solid

Self upon self upon self

We’ll file it again 

February 12, 2021

Papa’s Got a Brand New Bag Is a Song that Might Mean Something to You

 I mean, who decided the north was the top half of the globe?

Massive agreements vs. truth, but who agreed and when and did you?

But also truth vs. reality and maybe that’s a story about convenience and/or everyone has to get by somehow?

Yeah yeah but far from everyone is getting by.

I can’t afford Where to begin? today, and that’s ok.

And maybe you can’t either, today, and maybe that’s ok, too.

A picture can help or pets.

A nice snowfall when you don’t have anywhere to be.

Deer tracks.

Fogged glass gifting every light you see with a burning corona even if you only have it for a quick second ahead of your world-weary-and-got-shit-to-do brain edits it back to a regular old street lamp or porchlight or whatever.

The world can tilt wildly vs. what world?

That the day is a string of decisions and you’ll decide which to make.

February 7, 2021

Altogether Different (from Now On)

When I step past half past five

When I step back soundly

When I savor something you wanted

When I stumble

Five fellows forgotten

Or golden days our golden ways

What you think of when

What that what which what holdings

Your forever bag

Your forgotten shadow

Your feelings felt to your toes

The snow again

January 25, 2021

There Is So Much

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

January 3, 2021

Wit What

Seated or attentive
The way days pass

That this life is an accumulation like most everything

This world built, this world temporary like so many spaces

What is large? What is small? What is a new year?

Change chance channel chafe

Then then the greatest thing

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States