You were always reading stories Of girls who did what you could not The ones who searched for spindles, dug their Flesh in and pierced...

Spilled Abstractions Flowers emerge a seasonal blossoming finds them on the front lines that separate liquidity from gravity nature as we...

i love this shit holiday inn throwback red wine in plastic cups from a screw top bottle advertised as staff’s pick the place smells...

focal planes apostrophe precedes infinity with sunrise left between us there is fall when photosynthesis runs out of film exposure green...

Born To Rue Chimneyed houses set against a red sun Frown at the morning, as under cover Of distant car-humming, things that hover By lorn...

Establishing Shot [the camera glares up in circles & cuts away to somebody crying, washing up without their glasses on. Their sink near a...

Mare Time whispers a voice honeyed jasmine thick with moss. She has grown old against the evening sun, enveloped in the dust of dusk. In...

This bathroom is really a spy room As I shut the door, it’s evident. I can hear the entire bar, every conversation. A cacophony of...

One Won’t Hurt Five seconds temptation to regret. Ten years building home/family/pride/somebodiness foundations only 40% proof. Flooded...

irreconcilable breakdown my wife told me to take a bath then she handed me a folding knife and told me to do it right this time you see...

A Walk into Light Midnight trails between my toes, I pace the garden’s perimeter, as if mapping a treasure hunt, squirrelling eggs. This...

The Toll of Fame Loki has traveled to Iceland again. Loki is not, technically, at home in Iceland, but it feels right. Better than most...

All Things Are Poison, And Nothing Is The sleek silhouettes and tips of their words Dropped like wrappers on footpaths in the night Go...

Sister How regally you sit in funerary black— a touch of blush, collar, torn, and lips, naked as the day you were born— by the wedding...

map (of) rust i rode the wings of the great beast: you. in time, in turn, your hopeless melody— you sit in the dandelion skulls with...

She Wears a Blue Bandana and uses the phrase “on the lamb” to describe most anything: Her legal status. Her state of mind. Her...

thing heaven piled errata skinned bones and erotic mystery mags hissing spilling spitting and crawling mounded too tall objects...

Dare not I yet impose an unfit form, Dreaming away at the two photographs Compared (three years apart) with a heavy head. Across the...

Salem Song October’s losing its dull yellow teeth mother of field mice, queen of chrysanthemum dead flowers clutched in clenched fist in...

petrology maybe you determined inert at flatline maybe topography never the way you wanted flat water table immersing your mouth ...