
…
We know how close
we get to feral
when pushed.
Push us, we think.
We’re half
crime already.
Election Returns, Christy Prahl

…
We know how close
we get to feral
when pushed.
Push us, we think.
We’re half
crime already.
Election Returns, Christy Prahl

How to Stay Alive as a Small Art Institution, Jenny Wu. Philanthropy Today/ArtReview.
hatred glosses
and evidence belies.
ourselves but ourselves.
That fire in the garden’s an illusion—
the double of the fire that cheers this room.
Now standing at the window in between them,
I watch the spiked montbretia suddenly bloom
and guess the glass is telling me a lie.
But no, the flames are there. I can’t deny
the evidence presented to my eye.
Only to my doubt can I appeal
for news of what is false and what is real.
On Reflection, Anne Stevenson

“But what’s extraordinary to me is that Zoe doesn’t illustrate the border. She quietly inhabits it. She listens to it. And in doing so, with her strategy of repetition of various scenes and takes, she shows us how to see it–not as a curving line, but as a place.”
José Esparza Chong Cuy on Zoe Leonard’s Al río / To the River in Chinati Foundation Newsletter Volume 31.

iv.
I know agape means both dumbly
open and love not the kind of love
that climbed the stairs to you.
Sweet Double, Talk-Talk [iv.], Catherine Barnett

Attend to these found and delicate marks; distinct sentiments may arise; small oscillations
remains all supple hands and gesture
skin of language
fusing its finest seam
in fluent light
with a raised finger
dance of lips
each sentence complete
he speaks to the shadow
of leaves
strung tissue paper
snipped into delicate flags
on which side of the conversation
did anyone begin?
wearing two skins
the brilliant question mark of Mexico
stands on its head
like an answer
The Man Whose Voice Has Been Taken From His Throat, Naomi Shihab Nye