“Language feels very physical, we try to pretend like we trap it on the page with text, so we try to pretend it’s only text. It’s not like there’s the word of text that’s in […]
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Mechanism of Choice
1 I’m not nearly articulate enough to explain the long, winding, bloody road that led to Chase and me falling out of merely fucking and into actual love. It’s been several years, and only the […]
Quiet
After this I don’t want to sing anymore love songs I don’t want to be victim to this memory it always tastes sweeter in the mind than it did at the time.
“make america great again”
part i. I guess this is where it has been going for a while— back in my first apartment in Gotham, remembering ultraviolence as a kid, I can hear the thumping of the sea, […]
No Taste to Freedom
The boiled soup Decays—since when have we behaved? This sinkhole hits home— hear me out loud: “There is no taste to freedom, like CO2, we burn up atmospheres because, yo, we hold all the […]
as if
as if to peel the skin away to get to the tender fruit inside only to find that some of the fruit is hard as well as soft some sour along with the sweet […]
The Flight Home
Sweet Lucienne, I hope everything with you is well. I can’t believe it has been so long. I still remember driving out of Phoenix at night with Will in the backseat. He was just […]
Rejoining My Distant Parts
Sleeping in a dojo, thinking of Kyoto, I meditate as an entity crafted by dreams. The sliding straw door opens, calm at its seams. Opening its eyes, the entity sighs. Signs of anxiety? No. […]
Tokyo
Maybe it’s the jetlag or possibly the smoke. As we sit atop the tallest tower, I can sense the tinge of doubt. It creeps across our minds. A world apart from the mundane, listening […]
Forbidden
Shhh. Do you know what it’s like not to be able to open your mouth? Not to be allowed to speak the truth? Up to the point that it’s stuck inside of you, eating you […]
it will be a cold day in hell
language borrowed from one-star yelp reviews of cemeteries and funeral homes I the workers lowered my aunt like if she was a dog, the casket hitting the sides– for a moment i thought the casket […]
Grammar
Letters topple Over the curve of my bottom lip A rusty red bathtub Overflowing Time spills over the edge And suddenly I am wet Soaked in a flood Of ticking whispers Saturating me in […]
Waitin’ Around
I met him on the square. He always played his accordion proudly and loudly, sticking out like a sore thumb against brick buildings and refined architecture. The people I knew in those days were a […]
Sugar
We have coffee together every night before bed. It’s nice to share a cup and a conversation about our day, whether we spent it together or apart. We typically share responsibilities around the home too; […]
a catalogue of six everyday objects
a grapefruit Lifelines trace the skin, cut inside and breathe in the hues of salt, sweet, bitter. Morose mornings fill the physical existence with each bite. Slurp the acidity that stirs the gut, and don’t […]
Spiral
If my ink pen could sing it’d sing to me A love ballad, the sweetest sound you’d ever hear Hums and hymns, like the doo-wop sang by the rugged The raspy high notes of […]
Holiday Poem
Thank you for the memories, you grew my love of karaoke and bread, and I tried to shrink your blood sugar. Thank you for the memories, Disneyland was fun, shortcuts into Space Mountain, electric lights, […]
CAMERAS DON’T LIE
The information age and technology have revolutionized the way we do everything. We live in a period coined “Network Society and Timeless Time,” by social scientists. It was November 13th, and the editorial staff of […]
Bushwick: Parte Dos.
Click here for Part I of this story, Bushwick: Parte Una. Mom stopped halfway through the block and reversed the car back to the steps of the basement. I had to hold myself back from […]
fata morgana
if i could have gone back i would have gone back but floating army tanks rolled over government agents and snatched a plainclothes security officer from the nezahualcoyotl reservoir if i could have gone […]