Jungle Thoughts
He thumbed one of the ears laced through the braided cord around his neck. Heavy rain poured through the darkness … Read more
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He thumbed one of the ears laced through the braided cord around his neck. Heavy rain poured through the darkness … Read more
A Cento poem from “The Husband Stitch” in Carmen Maria Machado’s In Her Body and Other Parties I am her … Read more
Finger on lips, Hushing the devil Hips that sync, The music I fear Sins of the past, My skin she … Read more
I shouldn’t have bought this. I shouldn’t have bought this queen-sized four-poster bed. I was just a single person. I … Read more
Corn syrup is filling each grout-line of the salmon, tiled table; the fizz is subsiding as the room bubbles up. … Read more
As bubbles caress my skin Thoughts where darkness dwells Jostling towards heat Twisting and turning in his embrace And pain … Read more
Tick-Tock. Tick-Tock. The blood on the clock trickles the hour I once recalled. The death knell commenced with the intentional … Read more
Rob; Hey Margaret, how are you today, I hope that all is good with you and that, fuck, I cannot … Read more