It’s the morning after—she and I cry on the couch, cuddled, sobbing silently, save for shuddered breaths and hitching sniffles. Your...

EXSANGUINATE Well Hell, I didn't even know that sacrifice was expected until my sacrifice was made when it sprang monstrous and bikini...

monday and then tuesday whole milk french style yogurt at noon the departure of moldy raspberries my lawyer is calling, i’m napping, do...

Cinderella left the ball early and snuck into Sleeping Beauty’s chamber. Leaning over, Cinderella kissed Sleeping Beauty on the mouth. At...

underdog they say timing is everything, the kids right now they can’t appreciate how we would make fun where there was none we had world...

Smile uneasily while being dismayed that they’re all middle-aged Remember, with profound disappointment, that you’re nearly thirty-nine...

Torso Miletus, marble sculpture circa 480 B.C. Photograph by Marie-Lan Nguyen (France). 2006. Archaic Torso of Apollo He’s got no...

chlorine blonde walking on the edges of my feet along the edges of pools filled with welcomed bodies my way is dappled with splashes from...

Holding On No one wants to go there’s never a right time A single leaf alone holds on Friends  sons daughters  parents disappear discover...

Artemis asks me if I ever noticed she is a mirage of weeping willows, thorns hiding under ditches, and deer in headlights. asks me what...

Biting Back When I was five I bit a boy / he had followed me down the slide / pinned my arms / and tried to kiss me / the teacher seeing...

CW: Cancer When you wait for your estranged sister’s surgery update, on April Fool’s Day, it feels like The way skydiving must feel (I’m...

Everyone was purely jazzed about the sun disappearing for three minutes. In her absence, the day went completely saturnine. Nobody’s...

She makes him feel 'late' early. He has drunken three white liquid crystals and sits on the shards of a mirror called time. Now the lady...

Look to the Skies The red glare shines against my face, bright in the quiet of morning. My eyes glaze over at the monotony, everyone...

Anyone who’s ever done high school art has painted the full moon dripping a sad candle of yellow wax-light back to a dark flat earth...

for Nour No, don’t take that one! that sweet sweet sweet ripe one so delectable that one, all flesh and red and tenderness, I’ve been...

Screeches break the glare of day: Crows scramble; he is on his way. Over the roofs the dragon sweeps (Fuselage of legs, span prehistoric)...

Basic Beach sandwiches thrown together from what’s in the car “It’s fairly basic,” she says an excuse of sorts And yes, back in the...