We will sit hand in hand on a bench
old and pure,
sinful, human, drenched
in life that offered no cure.
A bibliophile’s paradise: the National Library of France in a classic documentary from 1956.
there is no place
that does not see you. You must change your life.
During bedtime my little spider monkey
asked what we’re doing about global warming
Fenster McGraw is crawling out the back window of his lover’s house and stumbling into the alley pulling up his pants, and is spotted by the ever vigilant widow Winnie Wildwood with her nineteenth century naval spyglass who’s had her suspicions about that Wilson woman anyhow
From the new year, dolphins began dying
by the thousands, and those were the ones we saw,
their bodies washed up on the beaches…
Outside, it’s early evening,
the bats lilt through the air
as though they are beautiful.
They are small black doors
into the dark.
There are only a few regions in the world where the skies meet the Earth with almost no distinction between the two. La Palma in the Canary islands is one of them.