9.28.2006

sick day
by t. zoEy benally

return to bed now
comrades toiling, no sickness
me shedding virus

9.14.2006

oneword: hay
by t. zoEy benally

it feels like falling out of trees
feels like heartworm twirl through my valves
threatening to clog and choke blood flow off
it feels like karate chop to the neck
swift blow to the sternum
with a bike handle end
when i inhale too much hay.

9.04.2006

spin class haiku
by t. zoey benally

i survived spin class
conjured mountains, high resist
volunteer torture