Poetry

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...

Dinner

My cat won’t eat alone. I too prefer company when using the sharpened ends of my bones to turn someone else’s body into my body.  So I sit on the floor with my ...