Tiffany ElliottinThe Journal of Radical WonderThe OwlOutside the window, the orange grove blossoms its scentMar 29Mar 29
Tiffany ElliottinThe Journal of Radical WonderSisterhoodLet’s say the sky was blue that day instead of grey. Let’s say the dark part of the moon was full and smiling. Let’s say your smile…Mar 25Mar 25
Tiffany ElliottinThe Journal of Radical WonderArs PoeticaI cover you in ink, the flavor harsh on my eardrum. I eat words ten syllables at once as we fuck atop stacks of forbidden newsprint.Mar 22Mar 22
Tiffany ElliottinThe Journal of Radical WonderDesert MythologyMy face is full of desert sands, hollows shading the eyes except at noon under the supraorbital ridge lined with cacti that shake with…Mar 18Mar 18
Tiffany ElliottinThe Journal of Radical Wonderthe subtle longingfor buttons I swallowed likeMar 15Mar 15
Tiffany ElliottinThe Journal of Radical WonderA Lament from GhostsSomething unfolds the splintered branch its numerous selfMar 11Mar 11
Tiffany ElliottinThe Journal of Radical Wonder15 minutes latebecause the rain was pouring, unseasonable, calling to toadspawn asleep under cracked dirt when the phone call came in before noon under…Mar 8Mar 8
Tiffany ElliottinThe Journal of Radical WonderNothing green grows in the desertRest on rocks naked beside a dried-out Rio Grande. I snake, I water-starve I cacti-skin green and hard. Hardy plants, dew flowering…Mar 4Mar 4