Ash November They are saying AI is a poet now, that you are ashes now. That the drink killed you. They are saying that the “working class” has united against itself.I am taking this personally. The poor have “decision fatigue” and now we all do, unfortunate revision of solidarity. You

Salt Lake Sonnet Basalt rocks, gnats, red sea, plankton, skin fried. Holy Water cafe: where blondes eat sweets. Extinction all in CAPS. All signified. Hot Dome; salt dust. Canada’s forest heats. Bible landscape. A geologist shows me some Quartzite rock—my name—also in vain. What is worth saving now; the sand,

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WINTER 2024