reconsiderations of the relationship between the human and the earth
“there is just one reality” i say to you
sitting on the steps of martyr’s memorial
eating gyoza and watching drunk clubbers
talk of love and other academic trivialities
a drunk man spits on me at sacré cœur
i cry in front of sartre’s grave on a tuesday
the metro is free due to heavy air pollution
living is difficult but there’s no other way
ferris wheel above the flowers
cathedral above the ancient hill
calanque above the mediterranean
never value the human above living soil
half naked near kierkegaard’s grave
i think of mailing you a marguerite
the smallness of his name on the tombstone
makes the atlantic seem a fleeting thing
thinking about human rights during sexual intercourse
and the strangeness of 8 shots of absinthe on fire
i steal a homeless man’s rose, now it’s yours
i am a terrible member of a beautiful species
there is a wedding. people are happy.
hadrian built a wall to protect the empire.
the killers are playing. people are dancing.
around me the rocks crumble. let them expire.
i could write an expansive list
of vaults, castles, and painted faces,
or i could think of underground places
where folks linger, and talk, and kiss.
you must be elsewhere than london.
you must be loving your life in the sun.
these green spaces lack commitment.
i am coming home to you. i am done.
8 poem cycle I wrote about love, cities, ‘place’, etc.