The Breakup I leave this with you— a few lines, hastily scratched on a page gone limp with the perspiration of sorrow. The paper retains, I believe, the faint chill of my grief, and my grief—what else?—bears the stale imprint of your desire. Bravo. You’ve always had a talent for undoing. The Destroyer: yes, that name will do. I bequeath it to you without malice. Do not search for me. I shall be elsewhere, in some God-forgotten hamlet the mapmakers have mercifully missed,  liv

"Tell me about the proposal." I promise it’s important every Saturday morning,  we walked the neighborhood park. I forgot the names of trees he pointed out because of nature’s  eagerness to make me behold him.  Like in summer, the foliage   (emerald, celadon, jade)  rhymed with his eyes.  The thrumming of cicadas,  brown noise for his clarion tenor to pierce. In fall, he stretched and plucked leaves of grenadine  or ochre, unveiling his height, the span of solid shoulders. Ev

Sunday(in a beautiful clouted world)   She* wore a cute hat for an hour or so, two tops foraged in the bankrupt biscuit tin then siphoned...

Small Repairs It starts with hairline cracks— the chip in the cup’s rim you tilt your mouth around, the hinge on the door catching the...

no love fiercer than coyotes no joy louder i heard their warbling in the night as i lay in bed inviting the internet  i found the buck...

Selkie The women at the docks say she ate the man who stole her skin, mashed his bones between aragonite teeth. His vocal cords she added...

Maybe: Person Last night I lost one of my three phones somewhere in the house, so I called it with one of the other two, and the call...

FOUR ELEMENTS for Magi Pierce Air, fire, water, earth: each element  matched with a cardinal direction. Air with the East. The inhale...

‘jumentous’ means resembling the urine of a horse, especially in odor  lately I have been having too much fun throwing stuff away. way...

I am tired of burning down we are a library of ignited people, look how all of our pages curl from the heat, smoldering embers of...

Text I Will Never Send Something strange happened today. I was rotting in bed, my favorite pastime since we—ceased. The buzzing warmth of...

Savior fantasies are considered bad.  It's not your place  to save anyone. But all I want is  someone to want  to save me. It shouldn't...

pages fluttering back and forth: cleaved fairy wings, cracked down the spine when i was eleven and living for the sweet burst of albany...

All the fucks I give (are so, so  many)   “Look at me,” people say, gesturing empty arms to open air. “Look at all the fucks I give.”  ...

alone at night, the devil is in the garbage can                        unheard                        and speaking to snow. he’s swinging...

I’d like to write about Jamaica but I forgot my notebook prolific only happens while the sun gives the horizon it’s morning kiss poem...

Strange Quarks Did the ice cube tray fall nine minus one bodies broken into sheer chaos along the cold hard atomic angles of the...

In honor of the arbitrary hierarchy I am pleased to announce that, even though we are lost at sea with no butcher no baker no candlestick...

No Coming Back Turn around, don’t drown.  There are signs all over the Houston area saying this. You watch the news, and there is someone...

At 39,000 he turns to say the moon always falls to Earth and  instead of words I web my fingers to the darkness  and fill so wide with...