the portal
by
nightly the white substance pours out of her mouth and she is a ceramic jug,
tipping over, spilling onto the floor in the kitchen.
the robin blue pills halved into moons
jimmy, the neighbor, plays his acoustic guitar and his songs riffle through
the curtained windows.
the radio falling into the bathwater
or, an eye that repeats itself in silent conversation with another eye at three in the morning.
yes, i secretly knew him. much taller than me. he used to be in a band. he was
drinking a beer. then i didn't see him again until the next night.
the radio displayed itself. another gift from evil aunt lydia.
the radio between stations
he shied away from the other doors and i did too. i watched him wrap himself in
a blanket of nettles.
start here at the intersection of the vines and the trapeze girls swinging through the
forests of san mateo, the streets of redwood city, the doors to the green-windowed clinic.
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