do you know this perfect and beautiful poem by kerri webster?

one part says:

the child outside my door / is not my child, just some random child / explaining the swimming pool.

or this equally perfect and beautiful book?

hello,

i will be in my favorite city next week. would you like to come? maybe i will sing this cowboy song there.

  

and the following monday (the 28th) i will be at powell's at 6pm for the smallpressapalooza. you should come.

have you read becoming weather by chris martin:

somehow this coincides
with a faith in
the world as a place

did you know you can get one poem per day by doing this?

here are some photographs from when i became a cowboy. we drove south from denver on 285, which is stunning.

do you like this song?

and this book by zach savich called the man who lost his head:

i could not read beckett because it seemed too much
like everything / i could not tell if i had read all of beckett
or merely gone outside

massachusetts