by zamora | October 19, 2023
16. Pacific Tree Frog(Hyla Regilla, Pseudacris Regilla) In the course of his argument, Ortega gains the important insight that each of us is an ‘I’ not because we each have a special zoological apparatus called ‘consciousness,’ but because each of us is something, and...
by zamora | October 19, 2023
Even the fever was someone’s invention.And the trap door, one hinge done for,the other missing. Then the cluttering of the verge: The dog wind a busted dream that cameback to me as I was feeding the horses, their teeth sharp in that way you know they...
by zamora | October 19, 2023
Let long vowels be untouchable strings of the Aeolian harp inside your throat. Smooth the poem-stone with plain lingo for the reader. Write into the meat, your experience-meat—cut-it-up for them ...
by zamora | October 19, 2023
A Pine Struggles for Life on The Mountain Top Maybe not a struggle say but a need to bend nothing todo with desire this has nothing to do with the shape ofswooning or weeping or agony the branches do not inmy opinion despair they reach with their own...
by zamora | October 19, 2023
Forest BrownDollar GreenRunoff Orange Apocalypse Blue Carbon BlackDry Creek CopperMountain Flesh Apocalypse b l u e...
by zamora | October 19, 2023
My Daughter Says Basket My daughter says basket, not pandemic, but we both know where this is going. We’ve seen the death mask before, cavernous O the mouth makes going, finally knowing how all the woven light opens the cave that...
by zamora | October 19, 2023
“A rare fossil preserved a squid attack from 200 million years ago…” — Business Insider, May 9, 2020 A fossil testifies the oldest record of murder: a squid with a fish in its beak. A deep-sea slaughter caught—petrified—red-tentacled. Motive: hunger. Cause of...
by zamora | October 19, 2023
It’s one of those warm daysafter a cold snap, where you can bravethe outside with a light sweater and forget you’re on the wrong side of winter.The songbirds sing louder than the crowsfor what feels like the first time in monthsand light is dancing off the greenin...
by zamora | October 19, 2023
Shelter Uncertainty’s our home now as it always was The trail’s unmade a few cairns remain Notched bonesunreadable Tracks too coldto follow This solitude makes me want...
by zamora | October 19, 2023
Glaucopsyche xerces “Xerces blue” A Babylon above the dunes, dazzlingthe sky to tiles in its spires of glasswork,skeleton-steel—by its cells, the city also dreams of ordering an ocean to quell the all-dilapidating blue,flatten, stanch it to a depthless...
