Category: Poetry

Standstill

“and so came this sudden invention: /
Fourth-of-July firecrackers /
dipped in sour wine”

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Hikari

“When electricity crawls across them / They glow in eerie light / Or crack in spiderwebs”

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Anatomy of a Bleeding Heart

“The aorta / Is a warzone within my chest / Where I bleed out for the genocide of my ancestors”

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Eliot in Love

“Despite being intended to clear his name, the response instead came off as spiteful and cruel. It did little to save his reputation, especially since his letters tell another story.”

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Mama

“Florida, oxidized green, / obliged her on this point, rising / out of the pool into its mildew.”

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Young God

“The young god stumbles / out here”

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acute renal failure

“i wish with awful ignorance / that death always came from the outside instead”

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Nostalgia Architects

“With too much text to see or read, / I imagine the storm of a thousand paper cranes.”

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october

“I see the act of painting now, and / It is still too fast.”

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How the Dark Howls

“The same desperate anger which buried them there, / Lumbers over the horizon again”

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Gold Father

“Are you inviting us over? / Then tell us which way.”

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Liberation

“We prepare to reap regrets sown / years ago.”

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