the bell jar on my counter is full full of fabrics threads of things i've made and collected rips of clothes i've worn th...

how can i, this table too small, weights tied around my ankles as if i’m a carrier of messages or too fast to run, eyes hooded t...

 All it takes is awareness; he is fixed in the motion of peel. Depending on how she holds her flesh, his blade may or may not run smooth...

1 Of course. Rocks under toes. Skin under sun. Light under mind. Of course. Sweat over nails. Knees behind dirt. Jackets over ...

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Across the street in the dark, the park poem has begun to hibernate. The word grass pales; the word leaf fades to brown and disappears. Some...

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