the sentence a string of pearls, brokenwords accurate and precise rolling madlyunder the mini-fridge, riding the escalatoracross and down the shallow streetsi slipped pratfalling to laugh shame back into its little closet. all day i chased wordsto no avail and as i shuddered into sleepthey appeared to me and i chanted them and prayed them, rolled themContinue reading ““right.””
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do
i have two blue tabletsin the orange bottle to my leftin the purse with the flower printand yes i probably shouldn’t startchildproof top break glass in meand pull lever: so i do, like you i have one pill i haven’t squanderedfinger its score and wonderin case of emergencyif i chew it when it all comesContinue reading “do”
covid portrait, thanksgiving 2021
up late and slept in, hurt deep to the bonesthe sharp grey light spills in through cold windowswe started drinking around 11watching the soviet chess narrativesthat have always brought comfortthe dog is grumpyshe wants to sniff around the neighborhoodi am too tired to walk her today the recipe is: cubed stale breadonions and celery sweatedinContinue reading “covid portrait, thanksgiving 2021”
in my dreams i see you love so many things
jealous of the anonymous voiceon the other side of the telephoneof the sweet smooth wood singingtaut strings under deft fingersof some bleak city still unmetthe one that holds new dreams jealous of the ink and papermainlined and held closeof the teeth flashed smilingand the soft swish of hairof the passwords learnedthe ones to guide newContinue reading “in my dreams i see you love so many things”
the thickest wall in the world
the easiest way to put it iseverything sucks and i want to diebut who wants the easy way i can’t stay angry. can’t even be hurtthe reasons are what they are what they should becongratulations on having a goal but no: can’t even be spitefulsee there’s so much love here, still, nowand you’re so stupidContinue reading “the thickest wall in the world”
remind me tomorrow
lover today is the day of remembrance& i hear your name spoken loudlya raw wound still crying for your voiceto speak meaning into the bleakoh i understand the hurt & lossbut the salt is sweeter on my lips in the eternal month when you were mineyou promised death has a purpose& begged me: say itContinue reading “remind me tomorrow”
before the letdown
physically it’s something like those tiny tied up plastic bags chunky white powder colorful paper featherlight dried fungus wiping sweat to palm them the quickness in my step blood sizzling alert and fearful it’s gotten expensive as a kid my teeth would grind on the way to the movies at the foot of a babyContinue reading “before the letdown”
to anyone interested
my feet look like they’re carvedfrom marble the veinsoutstanding long slendertoes smooth unencumberedfree of heavy boots wool socksblandly pretty nothing special maybei could get around some other wayif i pass my driver’s test in july it’s been so hard though i swearworking feels like dying some daysand we both slept better before all the deathsbutContinue reading “to anyone interested”
nocturne: exit wounds
his wife upstairs with the boyssends hate through the floor in her sleepi am gathering all the things i have left behindon previous visits; soggy shoes an old coata purse with a smelly glass pipeif it be the last time let it be the bestthe snow has just begun to meltbut in the car thisContinue reading “nocturne: exit wounds”
five excuses
I. hollow voice to empty earsbecause i shot wordslike bullets to the black nightsinging the meteor showercat-clawing until the notes shatteredand fell spent and sweatingat the feet of a mumbling crowdwho don’t seem to like purplenearly as much as i do II. smash cut: age eightbecause she used to saywhen you write your bestsellerinstead ofContinue reading “five excuses”
mattress dungeon 