Tag Archives: Jamie O’Connell

wind pushed you to the pavement, swinging ropes across your frontal lobe— I pull the shards from black holes close together, your heart heaving your lungs, our harp string veins braiding each other— only in my head can I see … Continue reading →

wind carries graffiti crops, cornhusk-coated fog. catch some purity in your hands, rest your eyes in a cave. from draft horses, psychosomatic truth evolves. pick and practice moonlight, pull out roses with spider webs, a carrion catastrophism. Jamie O’Connell currently … Continue reading →

& waits to twitch the confused breeze, & waits to crack branches of the moon. the night steals sounds, fluttering off crests & troughs. so keep swaying, make real what the world cannot, & ask, what are you looking for— … Continue reading →

I wait to become sweat of shattered stones. I fertilize into flowers, exhale into mulch. dripping trees sink into mud to construct smooth edges of a moon. if only we were all glued together with honey— none of us would … Continue reading →