I want to eat delicious life,Be able to bite rocks like breadAnd butter buns with glaze of marl,Munching mountains,Crunching cliffs;A lovely creamy lava drippingHotness of volcanic curry,Poured over whole fried islands, spiced,And after, cold, a shake — iceberg delight.My wine: a glass of glacier milkWhisked-in with freshing waterfalls,A generous lick of sprinkled stars,Finished with a…
We pulled you from the ageless darkand embraced your bones in plaster—a hasty sacrament to noteyour restoration to the world of light.Now you stand in tribute to your kind:a breathless monument of when you lived.I hope you had some peace, a sip of cool,dark water before your hooves got stuck.You must have panicked, alerting wolvesto…
The rat engineered to grow to the size of a humanhas only two hours left to live. The laboratory has burnedto the ground. The rat suffered burn wounds, but theseburns will not be what kill him; it’s just that his physiologyis unsustainable when detached from specialized machinery.So he has stepped out of the burning building,…
You didn’t go in the thicket. We all knew that. – Dan Layton was the eldest of us, and when he turned 13 he, of course, knew better. We’d heard the stories and we’d seen our mothers out at midsummer, tying ribbons to the spiked branches. We’d looked out of high windows at midwinter when…
On our first visit to the beach we could see something going on in the water, beyond the cliffs, buggering the view. Local divers and boaters had set up a kind of makeshift no-go zone. Ropes drooped from buoy to buoy in a wobbly oval, and there were small boats with winches and ropes and…
It is my wife who always gets the phone. When she is not in, I just let it ring until it stops. “It is Paula,” she said as she slapped the receiver into my hand, and then, “Leo, who the fuck is Paula?” * This was nearly four years ago and she was very tense…