there was thismoment when we locked eyesmy arm bracedaround the doe’s limp neckand we lifted her togetherto spill blood and gutson the patioi felt my insides shiftwith herssomething changedeverything changedi told you this beforeyou went back to sleepsayin oh honey baby oh honey girlwhat to do what to do excepthold you again there is aContinue reading “dear blood, or: thoughts while listening to you snore”
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i barely know ‘er
from my vantage point behind the desk i can see rib fragments and detached limbs and brain matter and dark bloody muscle stretched out mosaic on the concrete the stomach twists and writhes the heart hovers, moaning hummingbird i want to mash all the pieces together form them into something that’ll live but seeing howContinue reading “i barely know ‘er”
autopsy
i’ve been gone from splitsville longenough that i forgot the mapit’s not like i’m a touristi practically live heredriving up main street you can’t get aroundthe mortuarywhere lo we shall take a scalpeland dissect the liferight out of whatever remained cut right to the hearttime of death: 18 months agohow did we not seehow didContinue reading “autopsy”
mattress dungeon 