CREATURE

Life isn’t deep.

Just look at the surface
of this planet.

The soul
is the void we form around.

Your limbs
wrapped around my corpse.

The breath
we trade back & forth.

I’m honestly terrified
of what we are.

I abandon
every Earth for you.

MIRACLE

All ideas
even the good ones

are bad.

It’s not that color
is powerful.

It is power.

I already forgot
the future

we have together.

QUARANTINE

You want to know
what

the future tastes like.

The beginning
is just pure space.

Time collapses
like a regime.

Blood.

It tastes like blood.

Dan Hoy is the author of the poetic trilogy The Deathbed Editions (Octopus Books, 2016) and several poetry chapbooks, most recently 1984 (Ghost City Press, 2020). His collaborative novel with Mike Kleine, Where the Sky Meets the Ocean and the Air Tastes Like Metal and the Birds Don’t Make a Sound, will be released by Trnsfr Books in 2021.