January 17, 2020
Little boy lost his frisbee in the water, tossed too far
It dips under the surface,
for an instant almost sucked into the depths of complete strange
but the rays off the sea off the cliff off the half fog mushy Davenport air
catch the hard blue
found, and back to...
January 17, 2020
where’s the buck go when it rains
or the squirrel
into a little hole?
trees now feeling rain
they remain calm
what is nature, but a reflection of ourselves
nothing untouched by humanity
and what is human, really
but that grey smog which has cloaked the earth
nevert...
January 17, 2020
If I were lighter and more buoyant,
My bones not of lead
Nor my humors of mercury,
Then this ocean floor may not have
Chewed the soles of my feet so savagely.
If only you, Herophile, had been
My sandals or cast the Hooded One
To walk alongside me
Beyond this aqu...
December 24, 2019
Graphite and Alcohol Marker on Bristol Board
2019
Ink and Alcohol Marker on Bristol Board
2019
Ink and Alcohol Marker on Bristol Board
2019
Alexandra Bowman
December 7, 2019
Through a glass prism, cracked, emerged
A forbidden mistress in red lace,
Like a yellow finch in the cornflowers.
The children are coughing up tar in the streets
Of Brooklyn, New York, to pave the roads.
I’ve always felt hidden, not behind any barrier,
But under t...
December 7, 2019
He was shaking his cup of change. “Shake shake shake shake shake shake shake shake.” He was shaking his cup of change all day. “Shake shake shake shake shake shake shake shake.” I walked by him twice a day, put a dollar in his cup, put a nickel in there other da...
