A let-go bunny pet comes to me, spiked hair between his ears. He wants a carrot, celery. I only have the ripped lettuce, slathered in mayo, I pull from my sandwich; I toss it down to him, watch him drag it backward a few feet then nibble. He sneezes, and I wonder if he can eat dairy. He can’t eat cabbage,… Read more →
The cube of 5 is 125, expressed as a sum of two squares in two different ways: 125 = 10² + 5² = 11² + 2². Our family of 5 makes an odd-numbered cube: father, mother, son, daughter, daughter; or man, woman, boy, girl, girl; or Philippe, Jennifer, Benjamin, Daniella, Simone. * 125 is called a Friedman number in base… Read more →
Through slit-like blinds,bright sycamore leaves. Inside,blankets in their usual heap. Slowly, we circle the actual thing. I cannot locate it in the body– that ravenous hope. After, the treeso green it could burstinto blossom – but won’t.
The quiet sighof May evening. Outside, what cars remain turnslowly toward home. Alone indoors, we pray desperately to our gods. Surely the people are grass. Surely the people are grass.