When my brother was an Aztec --
I. Abecedarian requiring further examination of Anglikan seraphym subjugation of a wild Indian rezervation --
Hand-me-down Halloween --
The gospel of Guy No-Horse --
Tortilla smoke : a genesis --
Mercy songs to melancholy --
If Eve Side-Stealer & Mary Busted-Chest ruled the world --
The last Mojave Indian Barbie --
Other small thundering --
Jimmy Eagle's hot cowboy boots blues --
The clouds are buffalo limping toward Jesus --
II. My brother at 3 a.m. --
How to go to dinner with a brother on drugs --
As a consequence of my brother stealing all the lightbulbs --
A brother named Gethsemane --
III. I watch her eat an apple --
Toward the Amaranth gates of war and love --
Self-portrait as a chimera --
I lean out the window and she nods off in bed, the needle gently rocking on the bedside table --
When the beloved asks, "What would you do if you woke up and I was a shark?" --
Of course she looked back --
Why I don't mention flowers when conversations with my brother reach uncomfortable silences --
The beauty of a busted fruit --