Tag Archives: literature


An Exhibit in She

She removes her velvet rope coat She sinks, deep in her unlamentable curves She concentrates Turning rock solid, turning to ice Her river stone eyes roll under their lids, cold…


Feeling Bad About the Names We Gave

I know your suicide like the start of a drumroll, the smell of rotting stars in my pockets rolling around between fingers. The wind played the holes in your body…



Whatever it was, I'd go first. You made me close my eyes and eat things out of your hand. There are stories where that's cute, but not when it's earthworms…