Category: Poetry

Please leave a voicemail, I’m out of the wheelhouse

“Mysticism twists herself in circles, gnawing at her purple train..”

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Work Song

Take a horse to water / Lead it by the teat / Take a cow to slaughter / Choke it as it drinks

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Anatomy of a sane girl

Let her suck air through her teeth first, anticipating
the beginning of pulling the meat.

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Hypochondriac

“my fingernails scratch at you under /
my hide, like hives or a rash or some /
other disease.”

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Untitled

As soon as the words strolled
Across the doctor’s lips,
She realized the cold waste –

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Arizona 06/13/2011

“the flash captures/our bodies/in eternal film”

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Christ, Sympathea

“Every door was a chilling / tile of a mosaic / made of the sins / we have yet to commit.”

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The Todras Gorge

It stands, cavernous;

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The Character in Woody Allen Films Who is Clearly Just Woody Allen Played by Someone Else

“the Universe
is Expanding!”

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To cleanse

“I consider cleaning it / But a marble pattern of the last remnants of you is reassuring to stare down at ”

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Why Does Anyone Care About Old Faithful

Bee Hive, which happens to be a fifteen minute walk away from here, is just as awesome, actually more awesome because it’s more frequent and reliable and lasts longer and is overall a better investment for the whole family and … Read More

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Rothko

i remember the anguish of space— standing half a step too close to you under the copper light of streetlamps,   with every word and gesture, feeling surprised by how my hands would strain against their own skin to touch … Read More

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