It’s 4 in the morning and you’re pulling at my bedsheets again. I’d like to think I’m the boulder willing river water into a million little Vs, the shapes of teeth on parted lip, buzzing. In my memory, you appear … Read More
I Now daffodils bloom in watercolor spirit Skies of tender pastel blend into the lingering warmth of caramel breaths in the air. A girl sighs in the distance, going somewhere, smiling occasionally, scowling sometimes at the cherry blossoms or … Read More
first semester, i read and wrote and p-setted, claimed dual residency in forbes and ncw so i could eat until my mouth and stomach begged “no more,” got home everyday to lovely humans who never fail to make me laugh … Read More
Last night I ingested my mother’s gold in hopes it would bring value to every worthless part of my body I brought her bangles to my teeth and bit them so hard I drew blood holding them under my tongue … Read More
Mente mia, che presaga de’ tuoi damni, Al tempo lieto già pensosa e trista, Sí ‘ntentamente ne l’amata vista Requie cercavi de’ futuri afanni 1. Let us go now, til it be that all you and I can see … Read More
Our skies sink further into dust and while we wait for cloud-made seams, the earth tears limb from limb, and trusts that we will mend her — so it seems. As fires rage through forests deep, we find ourselves … Read More
In the Earth, Cicadaboy Has an Out-of-Body-Experience Sweat on slate like spilt brain ejaculate, like old sun god’s been plugging holes with lead again, old dog dying of heat stroke again, it’s Thursday, and a series of freak thunderstorms … Read More
