Bruce Weigl – Some Speculation on the Grief of Cats
Some Speculation on the Grief of Cats Still grieving for his brother he lost weeks ago, my cat named Steve searches all around the house and in the neighborhood as if he’ll find him there and bring him home. He won’t give up his vigilance. At night in bed I hear him sometimes howl a […]
Bruce Weigl – Blood
Blood I’m inside my mind where the river’s blown out, wall of blood cascading just behind me so I run fast I can run fast, even after everything. I stay ahead of the blood. I stay ahead. I know not to ask questions about the origin of pain or about the screams that tear the […]
Bruce Weigl – Out Here
Out Here What do you want out here, I hear the night ask when I step out for something I can’t name but let’s call cool air. Then the night showed me faces in places I choose not to remember in spite of medication and mental health guidance. Some doors I keep closed for everyone’s […]
Bruce Weigl – Two Poems
a mishap the blank of blank the science of dying the black cat changing rooms caught for a moment in some brilliant sun the pathology of fear one LA car slamming into another is not like slow motion and some lost things can never be recovered but thank Ra for the light that let us […]
