Shall hold a life like a cupped palm, lash in the ocean. It knows the best exoskeletons protect the glass self sleeping inside. How to define oneself as a self that is only itself without the self it … Read More
bangs and pops, in videos on screens a number says something’s wrong black writing: they had guns you wince a repeated trope: men in black stand before yellow tape in a bath, red and blue supine bodies float on frames … Read More
The night is dry & we confuse the bartender by ordering rotwein instead of rose. I’m using royal. I’m halfway through the glass when a 34-year-old man doesn’t ask to strip my skintight pink dress to light the years in … Read More
You brought me orange juice in bed as the sun began to throw its spears into the hanging dust. Anything you’d like to do today? Nothing really, besides the juice. I clicked on the tape we had been listening to. … Read More
So he was not a god; so you slept tightly and still sweet; so all the ribbons came unfastened from your wall, descending to the rug like serpents freed;
im chasing u round the attic. u lead me round my attic, over chintzy 50s carpet, circumnavigating staircase well b/c u r scared 4 me—wild ghost chase? but there r many floors & rooms here & our friends r at a party in the next room…
