I just want to expel something terrific. Unterrible, unlike the foul bile silt spit from my lips in the iHop bathroom Late night, early morning kitty corner from the bar in which the reckless youths of affiliation bend and mash toward one another like polarized magnetic opposites ripped apart by the slow degradation of intellectual… Read More I just want to expel something terrific

maybe you can just hide in someone else’s hands; act as though the moon is a drop of pink milk on the blackened concrete, as though the sun is just another way to hide the way we imprint ourselves in the lives of others. the night has forgotten to alert the tiny gods waiting between… Read More rotting/breathing

What force of nature can oppose a dream, with feudalism vanquished by a King? When part of me is part of “the regime,” but all of me can echo freedom’s ring, where can I stand? why can’t I sit? up front I’m brave, but, still, I disappear within the gray of Black and White: the… Read More Chimera

Seek out solid ground. The jutting prows of ships, the waves, the gull who flies alone over oceans and oceans, we all hunger for static matter. We remain specks above a vast accumulation of shipwrecks. Dash against the rocks thoughts of Pyrrhic victory — another drop in the bucket, another day pressed, another twinkling of… Read More cumulonimbus

On the sixth day, God, exhausted, threw a little good in us. A peapod nestled in our heads, whispering, warm-bodied, eating up our cruelty. He must have. He must, because the fires I’ll set are still stored up in their spring-loaded canister. And as a child with a chubby fingered fist— And as a jackal-girl,… Read More Riddle