When you have to sell your prized possessions so that you can afford groceries. When your father thinks you’re playing a victim. When you know it’s a collection agent calling. When you can hear disappointment in your mother’s voice. When your best friends get divorced. When your idols die. When you get invited to your […]

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The window is a woman. The table is a woman. The sheets are women, all of them. The books are men. The wind is a man. The wind in the open window is like coitus, glorious fucking, and the city’s genitals are flapping labially under the big dick of the sky. Today, the sun has […]

You sit in the coatroom checking and rechecking your phone while the dancing begins outside under globe lights. We arrived here together but only externally, which is why in dreams I wake cold, wanting to dance, planning the periphery of a garden laced with continual blooms produced in Denmark. I concede to the nesting texture […]

Real pain is catharsis, as if to say, I don’t want to go running, I want to have sex with you. Now if you’re to stay, you said, put your hands here. But there are other rules. I have to taxi. I have to descend. My friend was listening to an instructional Hendrix song, which […]

THE ROSE Cupid coughs and out comes a rose. The flower’s wrath digs a pocket of thorns in Cupid’s throat. He tries to speak but his voice box is filled With the flower’s hot breath which stirs up shiny demons So Cupid cries diamonds all afternoon. He goes to the shoreline and walks on ice […]