Blood: the word for family in the lips of angels hot hot hot like Florida every summer voices got into a tangle, where we felt happy, now,… Read more “I’m Still Here”
I expect nothing. Nothing expects blood. Is nourished with blood. Under her feet. My distended abdomen. The warped heel. The coming void. Pressing ever downward. Stepping on… Read more “Nihilist Lunchbreak”
Never get fat Never twist your ankles Never smoke cigarettes 2 packs a day stabbed into the necks of empty Heineken bottles Never sweat by the beach … Read more “Never Get Fat”
His grandfather told him, Boy, you try too hard. But so much isn’t done, The Poet thinks. Next time, next time. But next time is… Read more “Milli”
I can never sleep, can never power-down thought, but when I do, when I dream, you’re there, holding me close, telling me I’m still loved.
Fingers in the sugar a heart rusty with flakes of dried blood Rain punishing the ant hill Fingers as cautionary tale a heart full of… Read more ““Fingers in the sugar…””
my dream started further down knee-deep in nightmare balled-up, rolling circles around water-logged memories still growing, shedding skins, now littered everywhere my poor sleeping skull filthy with… Read more ““My dream started further down…””