Shame comes in various forms but ironically is held between the midst of two forearms . Two levels of right and wrong , well left and...

Strangers tell her she has nothing to be sad about. She’s alive, isn’t she? She deep throats the night, watches the flowers bloom, stands...

and you tell him you’re worried you’d pick something toxic. City girl: What do you know about plants? He tells you he knows a couple that...

Only then, at the brink of despair, when you can say truly I don’t care and think of nothing and hold yourself to that nothing, until, it...

I remember the invitations, thick cursive letters charmingly embossed atop flat pearl cards. I remember the dinner parties, cloth napkins...

Inez Milholland, gladiator style white cape, eighteen hand andalusian grey mare leads 10,000 feet, the rhythm of fate's loom booms....

You’re turning twenty-one today Happy Birthday, boy I knew once I’m ready to go now to flow away from dreams of you – But I’m happy for...

I drink from the skull of my father The poison delicious, dark lager It fuels return fire, and his ire Inspires within me the bitch and...

I went to the desert in springtime A rain shower hit scalded earth and I imagined sizzling The cacti silently slurped All the dew of the...

cursed blood subjective wars detritus on muddied shores a microcosm faltering intentions rescinding a cavernous catharsis baby teeth and...

My mind feels like a tornado or rather, how I imagine it would feel to be surrounded by the vastness of one; which makes sense, I suppose...

Sometimes I feel my heartbeat in my hands and I remember that I am here and I am real and I am alive. Blood pumping, lungs circulating;...