poetry Eye’m so Hungry 12 Sep 202013 Sep 2020 To beSeenBy youAgain. I wouldGiveAlmostAnything Just toGazeAt youBriefly. Our gazesWere AlwaysLike touches. —- The intimacyBetween usIs a palpableThing. —- Though Cocooned Behind lids Now, EventuallyOur I’s willburstThrough To lightAgain, born…
poetry We are all Surfaces In the Envirusment 11 Sep 202019 Sep 2020 My loveHangs aroundLike mold. I InfiltrateYour porousWood Sink intoYourRemembrains. —- Don’tMind me... ...Just evading Lapses toRid yourInfrastructureOf me; FortifyingMyself—StrongerThan everInside You. —- I am theTwenty-percentThat knowHow toSurvive Your vinegar. —-…
poetry You cannot 11 Aug 202012 Aug 2020 Look atThe son Or you -—Will besucked in. —- There isToo muchInfluence There. You felt -——-It inYour bones As youApproachedThe frame; Brushingmagnets Pull andPush In-fluentFriction. —- Every cellsHoOk In proximalforce.…
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’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 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 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 Instead Of men 20 Apr 2019 I’ve Taken to Another Unnourishing Consumption: Tapioca Bubbles. I drive Nearly An hour To chew Them up And swallow Them down. They’re Never As good as Anticipated. Unfulfillingly, Their empty…
poetry My heart Is a full Glass. 28 Mar 201928 Mar 2019 I pour Over me, attempt To empty Myself. Laid on My Side The sad overflows my rib cage; Suffocating And stifling breathe. My limbs, Heavily strewn Channels Streamed Across my…
