Poetry

DEMOCRACY

It might not save the country, but if I can tell my neighbor to stop playing with motorcycle engines after 10 PM, we will have won something. Even better if ...

U-topia (No Place)

You said my mattress was too soft. We’d sink into the middle, swallowed whole, every night, bodies clunking, angular hard parts drunk without light. Spelunking ...

ALPHABET

alpha   beta   this is not poetry   this shard from   heartbroken god   this is stark   become god   meet the d...