The Pragmatic Hybrid

Poems and prosems

Remember Your Animal Birthright

Sense the world in all ways analyze it with none. Butt your head against your mate’s love him love yourself more. Seek comfort among your kind not conversation not intellect just the warmth of bodies curled together their presences like yours and also different. Be embodied ignorant of the possibility of comparison of insufficiency bones [...]

Acceptance speech delivered at the Academy of Inanimate Objects Awards

I would like to thank the following objects for their kindness. Stainless steel teaspoon with fleur de lis – faithful friend since the Arizona days. Blue Hawaii mug, signed by the artist. Garish in just the right way. Macbook. Uncomplaining servant. Soldier for the cause. Water glass. My closest intimate. We kiss daily. Hourly. Socks. [...]

Where I’m from

I am from crinkly leaves in October left behind. I am from growing watermelon near the back porch, my father skipping his leather chappal sideways along the grass at rabbits daring to raid. I am from mesquite and cholla, bottlebrush and wolfberry, teddy bear, jumping, spiny, leaves folded against the sun in supplication. I am [...]

Monsoon watch: a prosem

A storm is coming today. The storm we’ve been calling for weeks, going up every night to the roof to lap up the meager breeze, wishing and squeezing for the season to jump. But before it starts, there is a house to secure, and fast. Laundry to bring in, charpais to shelter, windows to close [...]

To New York City, on the occasion of our 10th anniversary

I was still in my fly girl phase then all smooth hair and pink-tinted shades, big silver hoops and tight jeans (though the tight jeans turned out to be more than a phase). Swaying, braggadocious. Balls out summer sexy. For two weeks that summer you wore cornrows and leaned your head into me so I [...]