Poetry

Grown Ocean

the problem with sunsets is they are infinitesimal and consecutive. and our bodies live in cars forever speeding to catch them. how ridiculous, to fear there wi...

Dianne

Evenings find her lying flat, a slab of stone, smooth and chiseled, imperfect in the eyes she imagines fit snug in his sockets. When, in fact, he sees radi...

Please Pay Attention

Because I had to listen to the water boiling so it wouldn’t spill over, I forgot to use the handguard of my mandolin, lost to the rhythm of peeling chayote–epid...

Before Bed

After you held my head and fucked my mouth until you came and then knelt down and ate me out until I came, you got up to wash your face in the bathroom. You wal...

APPLESAUCE

She’s gazing at you With eyes so vacant It’s as though her brain Has begun to unravel Into a pink flabby Rope dribbling all the way Down her throat to the...

4 Things

Intelligence I can entertain a less than intelligent And informed conversation Hell I can start one too Like I remember one of my first editors for being ...

change

it’s okay. i never liked cloudy days anyway. i used to think winter was my favorite season. i am a lake frozen with the land but now fuck. ...

Complicated

it’s 3 am and i’m standing half naked in front of my fridge. it’s still 84 degrees but i don’t really mind it anymore, it makes this all just a little bit ...