ARMENIAN POETRY PROJECT

I am sanding down the jagged contour of my ankle Which the architect neglected or could not reach. No one could possibly underestimate the ...

speak, now, on the fundamentals of civil policy as the withered banzai gasps of plastic. the retractable awning of reform, as in a penal co...

I. Instances of stand-still time: the bus-stop or a cashier line, at all of which the winter dra- gon lurks. II. I walked into the sun this ...

This pond is a picture perfect of sludge and litter. In fact... concrete, its base slopes in at angled filters preserving what has never ex...

It must have been the saddest man in the world; with the elegance of a cowboy naked in defeat. I sketched his silhouette in chalk As a relie...

the canvas bleeds like wind through my neck, becoming of age in insatiable pulsing, indulging in air and poetic license. prison sentenc...

Camel-back gallop blistered side view ride rough Toss Epidermal air, dry rash itch and hair, plus fare4 Reverent; resent. intent-lessness me...

I go there, also. searching through framed seashores Bent, digging through rubble under bare heels and dust faints buzz like faints buzz...

I've gone and come. An aerial view of paths intersecting In fast-paced sequential patterns of excess dust, Amidst the rise and fall of t...

for Clarksdale
 Stemming from the root of all truth,
The pillars ascend towards the porch ceiling
 alluding to a roof. And s...

I lost my shoes among bandits. A gang of ferrets. I wore them out and back as they waited. I wore them out as one would a chew-toy As two wo...