SNSORY ROOM
an on-going journal
2023-????
IN 2025 I GOT MARRIED TO THE SAME WOMAN
4 TIMES
I SAW A WOMAN WITH A MUSTACHE AND SHE REJECTED MY ADVANCES
I WAITED IN THE KISSING SECTION FOR YOU AT THE AIRPOT IN KENYA
I AM TOO TIRED TO GO HOME, I WILL SLEEP ON YOUR KITCHEN COUNTER IF THAT’S COOL
IN BERLIN EVERYONE TOLD ME WHO KNEW THEIR NAME BEFORE THEY ASKED ME MINE
PAYING FOR GROCERIES (BEER) IN COINS
DRUNK ON THE WAY TO STORE FOR MORE
THE CIRCUS GOES TO ŽIŽKOV
ŽIŽKOV DELINQUENTS UNBASHED BY THE KRYMSKA COMMOTION. READING OUR MIRANDAS OUT FRONT OF THE COURT HOUSE IN JUNE.
I REMEMBER IN MARCH 2024 I WATCHED A MAN OPEN A BOTTLE OF RED WITH A HATCHET IN THE UPSTAIRS CORRIDOR OF A KRAKOW SQUAT DURING A CONVERSATION ABOUT AN AIRPORT MADE ENTIRELY OUT OF LATEX.
I WENT TO THE PARK WITH DAVID’S SISTER AND I WENT BACK TO DAVID’S SISTER’S HOUSE AFTER WITH DAVID’S SISTER
I WAS WITH DAVID’S SISTER WHO I WAS WITH, DAVID’S SISTER
From the window in the blokova bathroom we count a bird flap its wings 14 and a half times flying between building A and building C. The kitchen is a safe place—the third door down on the left, not the right. She tossed the baby out with the bathwater at 16. No elevator. They teach us how to recycle by showing us their basement of pickles. Green everywhere. The building was built at the same time as the other buildings. A pathway connects two separate, adjacent paths—foot paths. A women in a skirt rides a bicycle south, away.
I fold a blanket and we discuss the shape of pasta over cupcakes and white wine, refusing to look anywhere else. Checkered mustard yellow drapes hang. A word of encouragement. The third door on the left. And up until now, I had no idea. The smell of summer fresh cut grass rarely rises to the fourth floor. A man accuses a young woman of something indistinguishable next door. Square, she says, really—square.
IMAGINE KISSING IN PRAGUE OKLAHOMA...
LAWYERS ARE POETS
I MET THE LOVE OF MY LIFE AT A STORE
THE BEST POETS ARE THE ONES WHO KNOW WHEN TO SHUT THE
FRONT DOOR
I PUT MY CONTACT LENSES ON INSIDE OUT AND WALKED AROUND LIKE A SOCK (ON PURPOSE)
IN BERLIN I HAD NO IDEA WHAT HAPPENED
CANDY LAND IS A REAL PLACE. SHE IS VERY NICE.
SPILLING POETRY ALL OVER MY EYES, THE WAY YOU ARE IN A CHAIR
SRBSKO
CONTINUE TO TELL ME A STORY WITH THE WAY YOU TOUCH THE HAIR ON MY ARM
ACCIDENTIAL ENTERPRISE
DREAM BABY, DREAM
THE SOUND OF NOTHING I HAVE
DOMACI RADOST
WHEN WE MET AND SHARED OUR MANIFESTOS
A DECEMBER SO COLD YOU CAN STILL FEEL IT
(SENSORY ROOM. 2023 - PRESENT)