Tag Archives: Adam Ai

This is Not a Suicide Note

This is not a suicide note. I am king of the tiniest things. Are there colors we can’t see yet? Has anyone named this war? The luster of pearl in the Lens of my eye Like a fleck of gold … Continue reading

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Synecdoche, Los Angeles

“How long will I live?” This is grace. My signature scoops the meat of the paper. So food is only synecdoche in the company of the gods. I shove it all together and just start cooking. Dinner is ready around … Continue reading

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Beauty just Means there is Something at Stake

A line of melody struck out from summit. The second song ever sung, a reflection of Eve in the lake like an echo, animate Eden, alien verbs breathing, sun-drop eyes too far-gone to mention, glowing as a million redfish cut … Continue reading

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Barefooted & Breathless

You’re all ghosts at 3am. So when my tiny love came at 3 I was concerned. (Who is this girl you say you love and comes to you in a fog?) I’m barefooted. Breathless, she probes the space in shadows … Continue reading

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