The Anti-Literary Magazine
a body of work
one by one, I unhooked joints and / rearranged them at my feet in the living room.
Give Me an Opinion
*i wasn’t sure how to form / an opinion, so i decided to / watch some YouTube videos / to see if they could show me how.
Dialogues with a Stray Cat
incidentally, I wonder if any animal could actually take residence on my patio once my sister sends her furniture over.
Select all squares with empathy
Love is a memory. Love is a memory that’s present, / A memory not resolved, not passing into past,
All through winter life burnt; all through spring. / Autumn, a spoke on the same wheel, will repeat