We had so muchbehind us, the historywe were told we shouldn’tname, stir up, remember,so much silencewe needed to break. Aloneand then together and thenalone again, because they told uswe were youngand we should turn that noise downwe slid the discs off our fingersuntil even the ridges of our printsfelt musical.
From “Letter to Be Wrapped Around a 12-inch Disc,” in Abide by Jake Adam York, reviewed at The Rumpus by Brian Spears
You must know that I send you a telepathic email upon receipt of yours. Also, that this telepathic email must take its time reaching you because each one has a hero’s journey across difficult psychic terrain, much of this terrain studded with impossible challenges: the psychic version of stables…
- one third of me: I want a relationship so much, relationships are so cute
- one third of me: sex sex sex I want sex fuck relationships lets be slutty
- one third of me: fuck everyone I hate people
- Got news for ya. This is my marriage.