I will become a crowd again:
untalented, unfunny, understood
incorrectly. how will I explain
Poetry
She recited a poem in French
and none of us understood it […]
There is a balcony that runs above the exhibit.
Someone must have been leaning over it […]
He spends too long in the shower,
thinking of him. […]
The ice looks like carved bone
And the sleds, school dinner trays
And the bodies, fragile […]
In my first year poetry module, we spent a week studying ekphrasis: writing inspired by art. One of […]
The Commission Drafts The Exhibit Untitled If I were commissioned to fill the Turbine Hall I’d install […]
When I was small I made a galaxy On my bedroom wall. At night I stood swaying in […]
stumps speak volumes here their age lines tell of the time we spent together dirt and dens […]
In Modern Studies we built a shanty town. We paraded outside to the playground waving plastic bags and […]
