poetry My cat 14 Oct 202014 Oct 2020 KneadsAt theSoft bed. She watchesAnd is intentlyBeing watched. —- Those whoAbandon EngageIn similarSelf-soothingTactility; Feeling spaceThey————-——-Relegate—Themselves | | Behind | ||| | Cover | ||| | Of eyes | | ———————…
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 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 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 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…
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 How to Say 14 Mar 201914 Mar 2019 When you Aren't Allowed To say Anything. Step One: Fucking don't. Do not do The saying. I swear toFucking God, If you do So Help Me. Step two: Close Your…
poetry Rations 6 Sep 201713 Mar 2019 when you're hungry you'll eat -anything. God. isn't it so nice... to not be starving.. again? We can all sit and wait SO LONG before we start to beg for…
poetry Nature’d Human 2 Sep 201713 Mar 2019 I walked through the tall grass i didn't care what I'd find. you'd slithered up to me slowly, but gradually quicker, quickest. i didn't know where to go or what…
