my inaccessible heart: the closer you come, the more beautiful it seems
my inaccessible heart is a carolina wren nesting deep in the leaves crushed up against my studio to avoid the snow, her intermittent rustling
my inaccessible heart breaks into the presence of the spaces we dwell in? vacate?
my inaccessible heart is a white shark hotspot—a dangerous but integral part of the aquatic ecosystem
my inaccessible heart is simultaneously a fetish object and demonized as an instrument of reason
my inaccessible heart is a fleshlight: a life-like sculpture of my cunt going for $59.95 online
my inaccessible heart is all like, adapt or die
my inaccessible heart is the mesh steel net newly installed under the Golden Gate Bridge to prevent suicides; it’s not soft; it’s not rubber; it doesn’t stretch; it’s like jumping into a cheese grater, says the general manager of the bridge district on NPR
“We clamor for the right to opacity for everyone,” writes Glissant about my inaccessible heart
my inaccessible heart is Rachmaninoff on a train from Knoxville after his last recital as a pianist, with his sclerosis, lumbago, neuralgia, high blood pressure, and aggressive melanoma
the atria of my inaccessible heart are featured in Design Milk and clad in minimalist veined Carrara marble
what is organized internally by a set of curving walls? my inaccessible heart
my inaccessible heart is an American lotus pod washed up on the shores of Lake Erie, dried brown and filled with holes, seeds rattling around in their shriveled hollow
my inaccessible heart reminds me that the most effective bonds between people are temporal— something about daily rituals
my inaccessible heart is that episode of Star Trek where Kirk orders the Enterprise’s shields extended around another spacecraft to protect it from an asteroid field, which severely strains its systems and destroys all but one of the lithium crystal circuits in the ship’s warp engines
the chambers of my inaccessible heart carry evidence of archaeological inhabitants
an unraveled cassette tape plays the Top 40 songs of my inaccessible heart
how many ways can you disappear my inaccessible heart?
my inaccessible heart is a machine littered with shards of successive dreams so richly configured that it can easily be claimed by your imagination
in summer, my inaccessible heart is redolent of ripe tomatoes on the vine warmed by the sun
my inaccessible heart has met all requirements for squatters’ rights—has occupied my body for almost fifty years with open and notorious, exclusive, hostile, continuous and uninterrupted possession
I am raising the rent on my inaccessible heart
There is nothing inherently wrong with my inaccessible heart—it has its own integrity, and its practical advantages are beyond dispute
