poetry You are Invited To a Pool party. 6 Aug 20207 Aug 2020 Writing space Is a catYou tryTo hide From yourLandlord. It alwaysComes out; MakingItself known At - Exactly The Wrong—Time. —- RSVP-lease Feel theFresh airToday. BreatheAnd PulseIn timeWith newlyConsciousWaves. —- I…
poetry I wish you would 26 Jul 20209 Aug 2020 EmbodyMy contradictions. Return meto Myself, The oneYou bring With you. — Until FurtherNotice, I aman anvil Too heavyTo carry For even TheStrongestman. —————- "I shall commit my thoughts to paper,…
poetry I’m here to(o) 12 Jul 202013 Jul 2020 FetishizeThe face. Face it, I do notMissAny- -ButYours. — Take offThat mask SlowlyFor me. No needTo be ShyOr coy, I knowWhat’s underThere. I’ve seen itAllBefore. — Show meAgain How youYou.…
poetry The Audacity 18 Jun 2020 Acting out an Underplay of Detrimental effects And betrayal you Catalyzed In staying only To leave You absolute fucking coward
poetry The Lockdown me-Tea-Oh-rights 21 Apr 202014 Jul 2020 Hit me hard tonight. They came C r a s hInGIn on me. I needed a Capsized Feel-Thing To conTrAsT This Cyclical Mundanity: ShiftingT and what-herRound&Round For days; I pour…
poetry Like a Fine Wine 19 Apr 202021 Apr 2020 LoveThat’sNever beenTasted Is [Probably]Still Delicious. Meanwhile, You can: Pass theBottle BackAndForth, MaybePierce theCork; Even, [light gasp]Open it.. ..For aLittle. Enjoy your SweetA-roma LikeIt’s theOnly thingYou have. Share Your EmptyGlasses. Make…
poetry Perhaps 13 Jan 202022 Apr 2020 Make it Nothing at all. Scrape Me out, Cleanse My Procedural palette. Make it Palatable For the Population, Blandness Is P-P-Preferable. Perforate All plans Platonically. Promise playfulness, but Pregnant with…
poetry Afterlife 12 Jan 202012 Jan 2020 I was And I wasn’t, Then. I Lied deep Inside me; Crawl Creep and Cry free. I die to Remind me. — I lived All The life I had, And…
poetry There 22 Dec 201912 Jan 2020 She is The human Puzzle piece, Displaced From The rest Of the Region. What picture Does It make, She wonders, In her absence? Each time She visits, She Returns to…
poetry Today I did my dishes 4 Sep 20194 Sep 2019 but it felt like, Praxis. most of my life I've succumb to manthraxis: the ideological practice of men. -- In third grade a neighborhood boy sold me my first ever…
