A Cheese Omelet at Midnight – Robert Okaji (O at the Edges)

A Cheese Omelet at Midnight You can’t ever leave without saying something,no matter how insipid. That sweater looks goodon you. It’s supposed to rain tomorrow. I’m sorryI burned the omelet. Nasdaq has plunged 3%  since last week. And I, in return, can’t let you go withoutreplying in equal measure. It matches your eyes. I loveto smell rain inContinue reading “A Cheese Omelet at Midnight – Robert Okaji (O at the Edges)”

When Shadows Hide – Robert Okaji (O at the Edges)

When Shadows Hide I breathe when you breathe,and watching me,you capture each lost molecule. This book blinks whenever you turn the page.I see you between the words, between the white threads. You are the adored chapter, the one I read in bed beforesleep, and after I wake, before the first wren announcesdawn, then in theContinue reading “When Shadows Hide – Robert Okaji (O at the Edges)”

Drawer of Possibilities – Robert Okaji (O at the Edges)

Drawer of Possibilities In the drawer of possibilitiesyou find stasis, the lure of the unknown.To what should this hinged orbbe subservient? Or that wrinkled blade?An egg, the bald potato. The sacrificialcarrot? To everything its purpose.Like that light in the crook of thealtered frame, attracting the wingedbeings. You, of course, serve nothing. “Drawer of Possibilities” firstContinue reading “Drawer of Possibilities – Robert Okaji (O at the Edges)”

The Politics of Doors – Robert Okaji (O at the Edges)

https://robertokaji.com/ The Politics of Doors With every doorway, decisions.Accept, deny. Turn. How to resist the ajar,the barely closed? Is what emergesexpelled or escaped, free or released?Resistant as always, I swivel,pause to inhale. for more from Robert, please find him here: https://robertokaji.com/

If We Burn – Robert Okaji (O at the Edges)

If We Burn What flares instead to replace ourprivileged nights? And which assemblage of words could reorder thesedeaths into comprehension, change I can’t breathe from epitaphto actuated plea for help? Are words ever enough?Can we stack our indifference and fear into a mile-high pyre, and torching itwatch them rise to nothingness, disappearing through the cloudsinto the streamingContinue reading “If We Burn – Robert Okaji (O at the Edges)”

The Bitter Celebrates – Robert Okaji (O at the Edges)

https://robertokaji.com/ The Bitter Celebrates Mention gateways and mythologiesand I see openings to pathsbetter left unseen. No choice is choice,but preparation leads us astray as well.Take this bitter leaf.Call it arugula.Call it rocket.Call it colewort or weed.Dress it with oil and vinegar,with garlic and lemon.Add tomato, salt. Though you try to conceal it,the bitterness remains. ButContinue reading “The Bitter Celebrates – Robert Okaji (O at the Edges)”

Bottom, Falling – Robert Okaji

https://robertokaji.com/ Bottom, Falling Through that window you see another birdrising, unlabeled, unwanted, yet noticed.A limb’s last leaf. The boy’s breath.Like the morning after your father died,when temperature didn’t registerand heat shallowed through the morning’send. Still you shivered. Glass. Wind.Night’s body. How to calibrate nothing’sgrace? Take notes. Trace its echo. Try. “Bottom Falling” was published in IntoContinue reading “Bottom, Falling – Robert Okaji”

Buddha’s Not Talking – Robert Okaji

https://robertokaji.com/ Buddha’s Not Talking He looks out from the shelf while I considermanure, sharp knives and the hagfish’s secondheart, or whether odors differ in texture when a dog retraces his steps through the park, and do they reallylose themselves or just quickly shed their pasts,forever moving towards now. Sometimes I say hello, but truthfully weContinue reading “Buddha’s Not Talking – Robert Okaji”