Whole Foods
quinoa,
barley, amaranth, millet, and oats
as
long as the pantry jars are
replenished
with brown grains
full
of the necessary nutrients
and
essential amino acids
there
is no way I could die
and
leave all this food behind
well
that’s a wish
that
will probably
not
come to pass
I’ll
pack the jars into a
separate
paragraph in the
final
will and testament
would
you eat them
knowing
how they were incapable of
actually
sustaining life?
[RK,
4/6/2026]
Infrathin part 3
First Poet: Dictionary pages painted/marked with India ink. Then placed between sheets of paper vellum/tracing paper and stitched all over to hold the layers together. Pages then cut into 1” squares. One page of squares restitched into a chain is 58” long.
Second Poet: Wow Duchamp died in 1968, we were all alive at the same time.
[LSS
& RK, 3/7/2026]
Stop, Don’t Stop
First Poet: The eye wanders over an unfinished work of
art and hopes that it will never be completed.
Second
Poet: yet there are innumerable rest stops along the way
bitter
coffee in chipped mugs
ordering
"today's special"
pretending
to fight over the last slice of rural pie
standing
in a dusty gravel parking lot beneath a rising moon
the
inescapable scent of freshly mown alfalfa perfuming the night air
cattle
rustlers you only hear about
lonely
couples leaning against pickup trucks
atypical
country swing music
sawdust
across dance floors
coyotes
prowling where the streetlights end
the
last cherry Lifesaver from a roll is a sign
that
finishing is okay and you can say
‘this
is my stop, let me off here”
[LSS
& RK, 3/6/2026]
Interior View
When there is nothing left to think
about today, I draw a picture
of my new titanium hip. It comes out
looking like Camano Island.
After that, I find a stale fortune
cookie under the refrigerator.
“You are/are not an island,”
it says. “Circle one.”
There are no lucky numbers.
[LSS, 3/1/26]
Fortune Cookie
mine had winning lottery numbers
I paid $2 for a Lotto
nothing matched
I made tea with your shredded letter
it played mumblety-peg with my digestive system
checked the mailbox three times
slipped the mail carrier a twenty
he handed me a new patient flyer
for a local dentist named Cookie Poe
I chewed on that the rest of the day
until I cracked a wisdom tooth
and she had to put me under
[RK, 1/11/2026 ]
