we overheard their conversationin coded language over chaithey didn’t let us see itthe red graffiti on…
I put you away.bury you in a capsulein the soil of my tongue.
We tell ourselves stories, not new. Instead, refurbished. Brought to life with inherited bones in a…
Tell me things I don’t know. Show me colors I haven’t seen. Wide-eyed, I’ll watch you. I’ll wait for your…
before you belongedthe words tripped onyour clumsy tongueand they often didn’teven…
his third eye wasa pious rug burnglaring severityat fresh disciplesshe, includedwith strict…
the waterbecame holywhenit touchedher skin.
that tiny circlesmaller than mythumbprint, toofragile for possiblefinger-pointing