“John Lennon is singing I’m So Tired. / I know you’re tired. As you burn in this Brooklyn kitchen,”

“the ghosts drag me by my hair and their hands”

“… I told them / about the strange animal living in my throat.”

“I exist alone while here inside I dwell with my friends / and also with my dead”

“Sometimes, when night is deep, / I remember how red leather my heart is”

“Hard is the edge of a shadow attached to a blade that drips”

“I hate and am my mother’s rage. Each city / promises me a new face. The deepest tragedy”

“Under the grieving trees / sways an infinite loneliness.”

“alone, the monastery perched on a high hill, / accessible only via a long and arduous trail”