eat three meals daily save room for a fourth know that she will leave you empty spill yourself into rooms where you don’t belong with people stuck on an idea that the ruined rise and fall fell sometime between the daily yawns and awkwardness that you hold on your chin not as a bruise … Continue reading
the following is ollo, which isn’t a word but are letters needing to break out, that are full themselves, that are a blank face looking at you wondering if you are doing the same, that are a mirrored thought that you carry with you daily in slurps of coffee and occasional doodles that tells you … Continue reading
it is 532 this is you leaving worn wet hand on a lumpy handle that hangs in a pattern that will never be repaired 1 minute before you go you try to mouth something that sounds like the wind 30 years from now on a sail boat going across the world even if … Continue reading
how is it that there are still sad words to be written where a familiar face disappears into the frown of procedures of did you check your bag take off your shoes have a good flight where all sunsets end and all sunrises do too where a child is laughing while playing … Continue reading
the following is the but not The * am i only all of it or none a happiness or disappointment the one and only i or just another one * so many nights still and yet your heart is in darkness filling in the space with light things that will never sink stay drown in … Continue reading
today it was a woman with a limp newspaper above her head reading the headlines slipping down her face she wept into her seat blue dress unfit for any season red heels stuck balancing sunsets meanwhile the subway poured on the city filled with reflections of her a story played on the comic … Continue reading
i suppose that i wish to see you again when the times are less chaotic when there is enough to drink when there isn’t a catch when there is if only we catch up recalling how much we used to see each other even when drunk especially when there as chaos naked and burping and … Continue reading
on the night i died my pants coughed on the carpet there was a distant football game with a score in a dead-even tie and you were still with her there wasn’t much to see though i’d die sooner than admit it a few streetlights curled on the streets speaking of what it … Continue reading
to the ones i loved who asked what love looks like know it has the eyes of summer and the horizontal gaze of you know it is like like the first coffee drunken on what felt like the last day realize that it is like all that was lost slowly one by one keys … Continue reading
the following is the word to describe a cookie when it is already chewed, salivated, and lobbed in your throat, blocking the word. * we are whenever we are we are wherever we are we are whatever we are however we are we not much longer * my parents made me how … Continue reading