May 12 minPERKED NIPPLE ON A BREAST (THAT’S ACTUALLY A HILL) On Monday, the sun penetrated my walls the way the best lovers tend to; gently, like piercing thread through a needle, then all at once....
Apr 151 minI WAS JUST A CHILD This morning I woke to a storm that started in the sky and crept into my chest, and now I'm bleeding rain. Shame straddles and smothers...
Apr 51 minUNRAVEL MEthere are rope marks on my wrists, fat-bubbled flesh an orion’s belt of satin scars from sorry slips wrinkles like creased cloth at the...
Mar 291 minSOMEWHERE BETWEEN RIPE AND ROTTING (after, ‘A parental expose’) Somewhere between ripe and rotting, I will love me again Wear my flesh like rind and reclaim my sweetness I...