Let’s not loosen our heads

We should linger more in public squares

Having a good day in bad highlights

We’re two animals in a strange room

Accusing the other of playing dumb with the world

At the convention center, art confronts

its commercial self, its least heroic state

The patterned glass reduced bird deaths 90%

You walked in Starbucks and asked for comfort tea

Comforter, where is your comforting?

Soul Cycle’s moment of silence for 9/11

Trace all weird feeling to atmospheric pressures

Our canvases hiding all this time behind plaster

Overheard at the museum: what does capricious mean?

Why is there blue cork in your hair? 

The elaborate dream my mother faked her death:

She’d been swimming all this time in Texas