POETRY text by RACHAEL ALLEN artwork by RITA ACKERMANN § Are you done with it? Fly in the buttercream of a plastic rose. I stand where we first met and am inconsolable. The river was moving too quickly and the bloated strands of it all at once. The river and the wires above it shaking like a fit that perfectly matched my mood. Crazed moon options in the sky. Coastal grains solar noon. A catastrophic resistance to other people that comes after a great saturation of feeling, an adrenal failure. I’m leaving Europe while the clouds look British, a catastrophic resistance to other people that comes after a great saturation of feeling, an adrenal failure. History just goes binge purge binge purge like me and like me it’s heart busted by the river. I’m knackered. As knackered as the Madonna della Misericordia. * Emotions are zooed into the borehole of…