poetry

Shopping for God

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...

Witchcraft

You are the voice of Stevie Nicks, and I am Lindsey Buckingham’s guitar chords strumming Rhiannon out of the coffin in your ribcage. Copper wire luring Sale...

Superstition

I bought a book of poetry titled depression is a thunderstorm and i am a scared dog and I wanted to revise it, change ‘depression’ to ‘life’. I think about...

Ape-Like

lines in italics written by Josh Olivier   We sit stoned on the couch, our feet sweaty and outstretched. The smell of them in the air. You read...

hibachi night

we watched a guy build a volcano from an onion. this seems to be going well, i thought. turns out, i actually do like sake. we watched a guy make fire by lighti...

ALTAR

Why do you return to the gravesite   after strands of words read wrong draw circle around your feet     After the stone has been rolled away? and nothing found ...

Days Fly By

The days that just fly by are the best and worst. What happens in them? Where did they go? For the most part I would say that to the largest degree these ar...

VIBRATO

We spent the night performing blood transfusions pumping alcohol into each other’s veins to displace the sadness Drunk enough to grow, but not drunk enough ...

Balloon

mascara doesn’t drip down your cheeks / you can’t even have this / an accepted expression of sadness / tears won’t come / they take effort / breath / breath / b...