A soul is birthed sealed shut. Trembling, fragile membrane cocoons the glistening fluid, clear and rich with possibles: ichor mixed with tears. Gentle, now; surface tension. Clutch your shimmering, sea-jelly soul that caught sunlight in its depths somewhere. If it still remains unbroken, make a tear— just enough for the soul-stuff to trickle out into […]
the sun is drowning in my throat burning her way down and leaving in her wake bright welts and brief splashes of milk-white scar tissue strained through with saturnalian blues, violet, bitter carmine and sunrise flush of searing hydrogen, all mapped out by your curious hands, teeth, tongue, your bitten lips tools of cosmography my […]
You didn’t think I was capable of grace like this against your bull horn temper breaking china. But I learned to swallow your sound like a wide mouth cave brimming with bats. There’s a tightening around the gussets of your performed tenderness when you ask me to lean forward. I feel three fingers marking the […]
All the stars are closer now than they have ever been. If you were still beside me you’d reach up on tiptoes, fingers spread to touch the brightest one. But you’re not here, gone deep below for far too long to ever let me think you’re coming back. If you could open up your eyes […]
My skin peels in oozing scales: tar, cinnamon, H2O, ferrum, CO2, reverberation of how dare you show yourself in public, hide it under wraps! it must smell when whole galaxies fall scraped off, blood into void, covering all in volcanic ash unseemly to talk about skin flare spreading to my fingers, growing spaceships out of the debris […]
For Ada Hoffman 1 No one ever expects a dinosaur. 2 Especially not on a small town street— pounding the pavement with deadly clawed feet. 3 From beneath one of those feet, painful groans. Those nearby shrieked, but then stifled their moans. They knew what to do. They pulled out cell phones. 4 Could social […]
Gashapon girls, machine-made, capsule-kept; Sleeping beauties in bright baubles, Pristine toys oblivious to the world Before you. Crack the eggshell, watch me climb out. I was born knowing how to let you take me apart. You wanted something else but you got me. Close enough, right? Go somewhere else next time, put in a bit […]
Hands full of safe, we burned a blaze in every doorway, traced the lines of each other, left saltwater in corners, washed the floors with our own intentions, rose petals and lavender trailing behind. Your house, its windows shut, its door locked, smoke drifting from the chimney, proof of life, threadbare and quickly vanishing. How […]
Let me write you love poetry, Let me love you in phases, with my false praises. first quietly: so no one can hear, no, not the neighbours, not her, though she cups your heart, snugly ensconced, smug, certain she’s not interchangeable, not just a part comprised of vulvic lips, child-bearing hips, not nearly as dispensable […]
830, 831, 832, 833— on his digits he can see the crumbs of past attempts at family. He licks the strawberry stains and lists them in turns: • rejection via drowning at a river in Estonia; • so many silver baubles as he wooed British royals; • a dozen unique moments when men wanted blood […]