02/22/2026
The sound of the doorbell like a warning
to joints pledged to the knuckle > @navel point
knock knock ~ step back, beast on leash.
Well hello, there stranger ! Look at you . up
from which cocorite village ? heart hub
inside (what scare you so) spike metal gate;
sheen fronting, quiet envy.
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All the while him ‘pon her . back member
ship dry spelling ! cyan find no papaw^
like pulp seed fi squeeze send bear.
Her folding berth holds on . long for like^
subscribe wedge closure ~ Your thing in there!
Hurry, I have to pee.
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Face fictions trouble, bubbling up bath
body pipes as him^her leaning mirror
true mist wipe | meantime flat
tyre handlers feather cap the iron touch.
High mas’ play set ? from walkabout chair
ride the Elephant^humble . how used we are
the bible bell, Admin Get well! fare ringers;
past port prospects studied.
- W.W.
YUH RAP SO (6.6)
The source of blood in this lifetime would ever
Be behind a wall all men must climb over,
Not just to get to better fields they must plough
But, in the name of Freedom, to unbelong,
Or at least not belong too well, to the breast
That translates blood into the milk of deafness
On which the rigmarole of women’s lives thrives,
The Hourglass-sand + The Skeleton’s swath-scythe
Mere men’s limps around the roots + fruits of growth:
It’s no wonder Ladd seemed always out of breath,
As though his latest was bound to be his last
(from Raponani by Brian Chan, 2023)
FARJOURNEY CARIBBEAN 