In Spanish, the word mama translates to “nurse”
or to “fuck with” if you place emphasis on the first syllable—
a single word to mean and be the mean of th...
I have been playing music more than ever
since leaving school, clean notes softening
bladed intervals of silence. My mother thinks
I’m doing well, but she ...
Yes indeed.
He has eyes like a melted Kit Kat
And the kind of smile that queries a closer look
Whisper secrets into his Montblanc fountain pen
So he can tra...
Schools have unleashed their burden of bustle
roughly onto blanched sidewalks with orange flames
tickling their palms and heels, bubbling
the cusp of each ap...
piano string bones
strung joints
unsmoken cigarettes
marionette motherings
this is flora, fauna
us in the quiet
hoarding breath
mourning fingers
carving...
O—to be as hated as the mall,
as invasive species. Stunned,
I call 911. Or as loved. A grief
vacation. That’s not a thing.
A brassy sleep. Or as cov...
the amoebas are terrified
and all that energy
bound up
in all that reverence
I refuse to abandon
the words
there are more stars
in the Milky Way
than
...
There are no butterflies
disguised
within your plastic
coffee cocoons.
I, too, am a victim of addiction—
I find your needle so convenient.
Your single b...
Travel+Leisure has said that avocado on toast comes from Australia.
I call bullshit.
It comes from a girl I knew during the summer of 2002
Who
On summer e...
I have a hard time with milky tennis shoes
and photographs of champagne. The void insisting
it is not a void. Especially when I’ve tasted
plaque and evict...
Girls in pink dresses are crawling around in the grass
Their hair is striped blonde, zebra-like
I eat a fistful of cashews and watch from a distance
Th...
After forkfuls of Lasagna Fritta, Breana and I are punch
drunk on garlic and raspberry lemonade. I turn
sixteen tomorrow, and we are here because we live
...
Just like I lick my wounds I have been licking
my pink Himalayan salt lamp praying for ions
to heal me I know I shouldn’t swallow
the industrial grease wi...
Blood Moon Eclipse and the International Space Station
—Krakow, Poland, 2019
We are tracking the ISS across the sky tonight,
watching it coruscate brighter...
Then suddenly, one day in 1925, success. John Logie Baird transmitted the first ever recognisable TV image across his attic workroom. The image was of his ventr...
Kate and I want to be famous
in Canada. So far our competition
for the front cover of the Molson box
includes Seth Rogen, universal healthcare,
Chris ...
I once knew a girl.
A girl who would one day become my best
friend. She was brave, ambitious, and had pride as
sure as the sky is above us. Though her face
...
In a parallel dimension I’ve broken
everybody’s heart by killing myself
or dying of a drug overdose
on that brown couch that one time.
But can you s...
The Baby Boomers are facing extinction
and no longer buying Mother's Day gifts
for their own mothers. My mother's mother
is dead and no one will ever b...
The town hero plugs the hole in the dam
with her finger. An hour passes,
then sweat drips down her eyebrows.
The only mosquito for miles bites her for...
This could be my last magic trick - choosing a wardrobe for God
from the shit human minds alone could create, Do we really need
a professional shopper to pr...
In sweet June sublets I left lipstick marks on tender shoulders,
painting rented spaces red,
the stain lasted but a single solstice.
When I looked up during...