/ Reserve
all rights to check admissions . how beauty age
negotiate luck plucks then disavows . what #all fig
dressing florists fear to window : who plants behind
the haven rose upbraising.
Since the last big land war love in the trenches stays
dug in . the past jeune femme unwed lock tight until
the boot march image spitting liberation.
/ Take duo : arm
iphone upholding . the glow for crotch crop photo Send
~ you like ? come to me . unbraid my lair.
/ Or uno . thigh
cactus prick #me armouring ~ though try favela samba
with that : hips shake Eve . Erzulie earrings, some band
man sweats . bad doggie whistles, drum joins youth.
Oh, here's our ride canoe . the tides
we take . don’t ship straight our born with shape > I do
can’t any more should I ¿ up rightful wait < no left
bank right snake buttocking, Okay? the feeling
Sorry leaves you weighs.
/ For climate reasons
centuries blink; bulbs new open . stems ground grip
never too eager, always a good real time.
– W.W.
QAT
When such rap-like anglo-lumps rose in her lamp,
Qat, lacking the inclination to engage
Or translate or otherwise exorcize them,
Would choose instead to stay grounded, concentrée, au point,
Like the proper educated no-nonsense
Sévère her mère, though morte, still means her to be,
A practical femme réaliste et moderne.
(from “Charon’s Anchors” by Brian Chan)
FARJOURNEY CARIBBEAN 