I pushed the beaded curtain aside and stepped through the front door. A little naked boy, perhaps six or seven frowned at me as I entered his home and ran through the darkened doorway behind him without saying a word. The floor was made up of interlocking…

Pulsing with the knowledge of our bodies

and power of majesties coursing around every corner,

fragrant and blue-green-red and warm resided in us all.

I can't help but imagine

some vampyric figure picking his teeth

with capillary tubes,

the very same ones …