shedding luminescenses

plunk of black currants
landing in the bottoms of
plastic buckets
we choose the ones that
don’t resist
the ones that no longer shine
_______

tug-of-warring in the hoophouse
only it’s not really war i say
even though it is, botanically speaking
bare handed ripping stubborn roots
of lambs quarters
from earth
_______
smears of soil/mud
across the mosquito-itchy spots
while we weed our way up/down
the onion beds
_______
time to tuck that scorpion tail

of yours away trish suggests
_______
yogurt-covered raisins and bowl of popcorn
that we keep swooping in towards and away from
_______

we mix tarot decks and i pull
the hermit shedding her
luminescence from
the lantern in her hand

_______
dagny comes around for a hug
from each of us

says she can’t find her shirt and
is sure her shoes are in the car
_______

squishing cabbage-loopers
(soft green small caterpillars
that munch on brassica leaves
ruthlessly) with bare fingers
how their insides squish out
i remember how i used to have to
keep a leaf between me and the death
how i used to say sorry to every spirit

(which makes me think
of a possible thesis project
examining the mechanisms/tools/practices
that remove humans from the death
they inflict for instance: operating a bomb-dropping drone
over residential buildings in iraq
from a crisp cool office in
texas)
_______
clouds like topo lines
radiating out from
horizon and following curve of sky
pinker and pinker
towards the east
and oranger and oranger
towards the west
_______
why have one sorghum/peanut butter toast snack
when you can have three? i munch
on one end of the phone while honna
reports while packing up in north carolina
on the other

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