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Feeling Bad About the Names We Gave
I know your suicide like the start of a drumroll, the smell of rotting stars in my pockets rolling around between fingers. The wind played the holes in your body brutally, a soldier trudging through...
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An Exhibit in She
She removes her velvet rope coat She sinks, deep in her unlamentable curves She concentrates Turning rock solid, turning to ice Her river stone eyes roll under their lids, cold capped treasures Her...
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“Home” is a relative term. Last year it meant Los Angeles, Sunshine and orange trees. My parents and my brother. And longing. Now, the word brings in mind without regret This place. This duplex. Frigid...
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Origami
This is the part where everything changes. This is the part like an orchid requires patience. This is the part where the universe...
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You’re the KO
The boxing match between us— my fingers wrapped in scarlet and your chin bruised. Untamable me. Taking my punches; the fractures in your heart and stitches in your lips. My dreams feed on...
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Honeysuckle
I noticed how you smelled, Sweet And vaguely familiar, But I couldn’t name your scent Because it was incomplete – Tainted with the smell of spit And Flesh. I know how I smell, At least for this moment...
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Remains of My Wasted Youth
There is sadness in your eyes And I can see it. I can see into the depths of your soul, Into your mind, and straight to your core. It lingers and dances down your spine, Sending tiny little shivers of...
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Diversion
There’s charred anguish I pack along old burns inside of me diversions Diversions are forms of failure like bent nails I made a poem of your pain rust-bitter shreds of breath eyes...
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Dear Lydia
I don’t know how to say it. I don’t know how to bring it up. Growing up I was taught to be silent in the wake of empty rooms, in the wake of loss. But I’m the only one who lives here now. I scream. I...
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Reflections in Winter
I am afraid of my mirror; slick, silver, sleek. I see you there. I think it’s me, but it’s you. You are all that gives me me; you give me a body. Otherwise I dream of a silver belly, Far and away,...
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The Debtors’ University
A DROLL FROM THE ROARING GIRL The debtors’ university is such a refined hierarchy; you start off posh, the Master’s Ward, and say, ‘Pish, this is not so hard’; arriving with a trunk of goods, it’s like...
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Red Lipstick (Some People)
Some people by selecting evidence in the mirror (like a clueless dog) investing in failed architectures (from before the war) sleeping in parental hammocks (with their shameful matrices) souping fear...
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Bless this City, Born with a Strong Face
You traveled the rustic winter road: blue houses with cracked walls and leaves-covered steps, street sweepers recalled a life not ruled by dull-eyed sons who walked cocaine-trades and shot by mock...
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It is 2 AM and I am boiling
In the shower, I scald my skin hard and red, like the crabs my uncles would throw into pots of bubbling water, Burns beget steam and I smell my grandpa’s cigarettes, smoke blurring the air like here,...
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So Much To Carry
We pack the weeks and months on our backs, mashing them down until they blend into each other, become different than they were when we leaned over deck rails to watch dolphins play or lay side by side...
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Double-edged Sword
They danced under incandescent light Facing each other Looking deeply into their eyes She wore a beautiful white dress He an elegant suit of the same color She began to approach him And he to her...
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Over the Water
There is nothing better than a revolution when the nobility of foolish dreams lulls a city to sleep her history always repeats and she has walked beside him for the longest time Two brothers share a...
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Blame
You said it was the wagon’s fault That it buckled beneath your weight Wheels going wobbly hitting a stray stone Sending you headlong into Oceans of vodka Clear as spring water With more than a million...
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Count No Count
He was no one but himself, a man with airs, never worked a day unless you called writing work. Someone said he’d flown a biplane during the war, drifted down to New Orleans where everyone was...
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Sight
In broad daylight we pass each other. You see a person no longer alive and are blind to the person who searches your face, your eyes for some reason to hope that the love you say you have for me is...
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