Author Archives: Zak
morning on cannery street
when people ask me “where did you grow up?” i think they are just calling me fat
the north pacific is strewn with islands
the hierarchy of animals
a few women from Honolulu came in so i put down my fork and picked up the thread of laughter that they offered me
she told me about “misfits and dreamers” and i knew immediately that i could never match her wisdom
i saw the sky and then became it
everyone i know is lonely
in bee country one must remain ever vigilant
the goal is to love everyone
a series of minor inconveniences
i think i am angry but it’s more likely that i am scared
i look at the skyline. it lets me feel better
the only way to win is to lose
i was an anxious child
a few for you and a few for me, too
in defense of copies; digital, analog, genetic.
emotion in a neutral state
how to reduce conceptualization and experience Life as it is
in the Chicago Tribune young women write letters to the editor explaining why gangsters are cool
for James Wright and the gentle wasting of life
if mind has no aim, it is mahamudra
this time of year,
there is fruit
in the fields.
fruit
in the gardens.
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