"Lars and the Real War"

Out of the focal and foremost fire
Arise black words. In the meantime
There is little excuse in the river
Washing me down
Teaching me the ropes
In the cold bright air of Solstice


"Foreignness does not start at the water's edge but at the skin's." --Clifford Geertz


    "All I Want for Xmas is Ulotrichous"

Kaisersaal acornshadowpad
wood weathered gray and ridgesome

plenilune of the longest night
always new like a kiss

and these bland irregular tiles
shift underfoot

shift and call me Fuehrer


Richistan.