before we strung molecules into circuits onto motherboards we used India ink and parchment today’s pen and paper   simple analog...

a roach’s home is darkness I live in light   but at the junction of that no man’s land, a kitchen’s nightlight, we meet   as my slow foot...

We needed it as new poets wobbling with our first steps   our teacher, Dorothea, knew it would take time, so she   strung us along to...