Sharp metal scrapes your septumBlood flows
ThereI feel better
Third night of Venusrivaling the barn’s motion lightacross the alley. Unsurewhich pulls our catfrom the couchto the…
I make songsof wrong notes,misplaced words,voice box filled to breaking.
I thought I might have forgotten…ㅤㅤ ㅤ how a Spring sunheats the skinthru the sensation of a cool breeze.ㅤㅤ ㅤhow a garden…
Bad news woke me this morningon an FM radio showfive children blown upon their way to schoolfor the love of Godfor the God…
I heard my dad spew venomLike poison frogsDarting from his mouth.Her voice was shrilly mocked.