Self-Portrait as Letter Addressed to Self

Self-Portrait as Letter Addressed to Self

Poetry by J. Michael Martinez

Self-Portrait as Letter Addressed to Self


X.X.,
Someday, across glacier, a green horse will ride toward you; despite steam rising from heavy breath, you’ll touch its snout.

When you paired a person’s gait to signature, what lilt signed your step? What tautology, what tense was this body’s hypothesis?

Photography by Anji Niemi

Photography by Anji Niemi

Do you remember your mother’s Strawberry Fruit-Salad Recipe? 2 round Angel Cakes (2 pounds or 4 halves), 16 oz of vanilla pudding, 4 bananas, 2 containers of 8 oz strawberries, 1 big container of whipped cream. Layer and eat.

Photography by Anji Niemi

Photography by Anji Niemi

Your hands shaking, you wrote, “Christ is sentiment.”

A cup cracked through with sky. A saucer planed into the shapes of numbers. Every written thing stripped bare, the more supple formulation of given law.

I told you distance to a thing is the purchase of its reality. Why are people like that for us? The more we love the more physical space our love inhabits & the world’s lightness’ & darkness’ assume the order of human tongue.

Photography by Anji Niemi

Photography by Anji Niemi

Last night we tore & tossed memories into ponds. Geese swam across, pecked the waters. I splashed at them &, after, my hands shook. You stood beside me in a red dress. I wanted to drown you this pretty.

xoxo,
X.X.


Photography by Anji Niemi