When my brother was an Aztec

When my brother was an Aztec

I. Abecedarian requiring further examination of Anglikan seraphym subjugation of a wild Indian rezervation

Hand-me-down Halloween

Why I hate raisins

The red blues

The gospel of Guy No-Horse

A woman with no legs

Tortilla smoke: a genesis

Reservation Mary

Cloud watching

Mercy songs to melancholy

If Eve Side-Stealer & Mary Busted-Chest ruled the world

The last Mojave Indian Barbie

Reservation grass

Other small thundering

Jimmy Eagle's hot cowboy boots blues

The facts of art

Prayers or oubliettes

The clouds are buffalo limping toward Jesus

II. My brother at 3 a.m.

Zoology

How to go to dinner with a brother on drugs

Downhill triolets

As a consequence of my brother stealling all the lightbulbs

Formication

Mariposa nocturna

Black magic brother

A brother named Gethsemane

Soirée fantastique

No more cake here

III. I watch her eat an apple

Toward the Amaranth gates of war and love

Self-portrait as a chimera

Dome riddle

I lean out the window and she nods off in bed, the needle gently rocking on the bedside table

Monday aubade

When the beloved asks, "What would you do if you woke up and I was a shark?"

Lorca's red dresses

Of course she looked back

Apotheosis of Kiss

Orange alert

The elephants

Why I don't mention flowers when conversations with my brother reach uncomfortable silences

The beauty of a busted fruit

Love potion 2012

A wild life zoo.