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Alisha Kaplan


Little is known about this rare condition


24/7 we see static   hyper metabolism in the right lingual gyrus   low light camera noise   bad signal on analog TV     we see electricity     every molecule pulsing with life     left anterior lobe   small white flecks zooming in the sky    are they angels    or heightened awareness of normal phenomena    tell us are we mad or remarkable    you don’t see what we    little is known      tell me symptom of what      Intro to Psych     how everything is static I said but people don’t notice      the  professor      let’s talk  after class     you should see a doctor     I was  born  wired  wrong      what I  see is  all  I know  I      don’t have  it so bad      some of  us so bad we can’t read    see nothing else but the static     the static is all the letters of the alphabet  master  pieces  in museums  my face  in  the mirror  bird in  the tree      the tree around them both the air        snow falling        even when we seal our eyes at night




From inside the earth you
tunnel in the wrong direction
and go home out of habit where
you fight with your beloved over
the mess he left in the kitchen.
Does he no longer care for you? 
Go outside to find the right
questions. In the garden, life is
incompletely in your hands. 
This makes you equal parts god
and not god. What’s beyond
the field of vision? You can’t cut
across without the cows noticing. 
Cows are small deities but are
larger than you. Curious, they
slowly surround you and you grow
terrified. Focus on the right
obsessions. There are no right
obsessions. You are under siege. 
Obsessions are weeds, they thieve
all the nutrients. Wither them by
removing the sun. In the dark
walk the streets carefully, watch out
for police. Some are uneasy and grow
their strength round anger round fear. 
Only difference between the evil
eye and a circle around a dot is
if you feed it. A dot is a small circle
like a cow in a field from a plane. 
Some police are obsessed with
the wrong questions. This is why
in the field they wear cameras
to prevent themselves from using
unnecessary force. You wonder
when dead will you be omniscient. 
Sclera round iris round pupil.






Alisha Kaplan is a native Torontonian now living in Brooklyn. She is the Web Editor for Washington Square Review and an Assistant Poetry Editor for Narrative Magazine. You can find her writing in The Chicago Tribune, Bodega, Carousel, the Best American Poetry blog, and forthcoming from DIAGRAM