Plague Three Point Oh: A Journal (Pt. 2)
Meanwhile, on a dead end street in Hilltop USA, a teen mom unhinged- daddy gone trap her, keep her. She makes a terrible maternal translator after the…… Read more “Plague Three Point Oh: A Journal (Pt. 2)”
Plague Three Point Oh: A Journal (Pt. 1)
3/19/20 Waiting for my stepfather to pick me up for work. Mom’s picking me up after. No more COTA for me for a minute. They’re retirees… what…… Read more “Plague Three Point Oh: A Journal (Pt. 1)”
How Frappe Mocha (WIP)
I got a plastic twat in my plastic hips reinforced in Teflon. Drive it on in… mon… c’mon in… my fish is always snapping for your phishing…… Read more “How Frappe Mocha (WIP)”
Blindman’s Eye (excerpted from Lyrics Written Sans Songs)
“Hot Palumbo, oh my my!You really caught this blindman’s eye! (Repeat x2)Your bulk and brawnReally turn me onWoah… those goblet squatsGot me twistinAll night long!I feel like…… Read more “Blindman’s Eye (excerpted from Lyrics Written Sans Songs)”
Hearts and Thumbs
I push the heart for your symmetrical face I tap the thumb for your sticky buns I finger the star for your story I bop the blushy…… Read more “Hearts and Thumbs”
Pretending
We can pretend that the air between us isn’t poisoned. That this ground isn’t crumbling. We can cocoon our failure in beneficent illusion… lace up these wounds…… Read more “Pretending”
