here at sinkhole, we’re explorers, not explainers – our goal is to chart the world's complexities, to resist the echo chamber, and to engage in the difficult work of empathy.
All tagged poem
POETRY: “A seed of sage within my mother's womb I attune to a sacrament of Psalms…”
POETRY: "One theory can be fundamental, until replaced by something far more fundamental."
POETRY: "There is the winter I fall from the bannister two flights. I break all my ribs except two, puncture my little sack of lung, and crack a single vertebra..."
POETRY: "Seven wide-eyed young ones who never heard of Abbey Hoffman, or considered suggesting levitating the pentagon..."
POETRY: "Shorn from shore, a horn sounds off the pike, twinkling from a handheld (radio)..."
POETRY: "Flat on the bathroom floor at 2 a.m. -- eyes open, and the porcelain font loomed above me like a ghastly chalice."
POETRY: "You’ll likely have your own list of these: misheard lyrics amusing to recollect and share with feigned shame."
POETRY: "It's a bet of long odds that my final words will be notable or recorded."
