Category: Poetry
Thorn and Kiss
You bite your lip in nervous habit, a tiny blossom of blood rises. I want to put my thumb there, to taste the salt and pain. In nervous habit, I want this blood to rise like a rose against your thigh. Tiny blossom against my lips. I want your bite, Read more
Don’t Ask Me
Don’t ask me why I didn’t run — against my cheek a silver gun. My sister’s sobs are all I hear, another gun inside that fear. Momentum only breaths and throbs. Don’t ask me why I got inside — a life at stake that isn’t mine. A gunpoint push becomes Read more
On Being Starstruck
So you want to be a poet you think you can punch in and out So you want to be famous wear Gucci and parade across catwalks with a book of poetry in one hand list of writers you have never read in another. So you want to be beautiful Read more
Blade Runner Love
It all started with a kiss that was something like a dirty bomb going off unexpectedly in a populated city in a movie that I’d seen before where the survivors walk the streets but the reaction takes years to dissipate among the residue, ticking off seconds on a Geiger counter Read more
Enter the Dragon
waltzing in claws sharp and gleaming, you strike the pain inflicted reverberates rattling my core your indifference upon arrival teetering between lurid suggestions and steamy breaths of compassion that is your secret weapon fooled, coerced and blindsided the inconvenient truth is that somehow I have grown to love you playing Read more
Me
(for You, Caroline Kepnes) Confession is a stack of books; such small hands offer closer looks: mine Paula Cox and Spaulding Gray — grad schoolgirl haul. My nipples peek outside to play. Shoebox apartment, windows wide, nude peepshow cuz you’re lurking outside. “I talk to strangers.” I tweet. Perform. My Read more