Open Door
Enjoy this little love poem I wrote for a spark. I hope he gets all the way in. He is hot water eroding my stone, washing my specks over the…
Where I Burn
Enjoy this little love poem I wrote for a spark. I hope he gets all the way in. He is hot water eroding my stone, washing my specks over the…
Are we the alchemy of your stones, blood, and sonorous sorcery? Or are we sixteen strands of your hair wound and nine-knotted around the wish-imbued paper I set ablaze in…
Did you get my letter, its heart-stickered envelope with no return address? Did it arrive? Did you take it inside? Did you guess? When you pulled out the yellow page…
Dragging shards of my heart across rooted wrists of the forest, birds all singing sad songs under-toe rip me through the chorus, make me mimic the notes yanked through the…
Hope is slow toxic spoonful of sugar candy arsenic sulfur-spark smoke after lighting a wick Hope is narcotic, brain powers, wishes pennies, clovers hope is a charming disappointment Last drop,…