Few people live more Than asthmatics who still fall In love with smokers.

One day the Ferryman will find me and hold out their hand. I will give a 1966 Irish half-crown as payment, The horse and harp faces...

A couch, an armchair, and an out-of-place futon Didn’t walk into a bar because, well Nobody in that room drank— Not regularly, so instead...

Smoking a cigarette and Piece of Cake The cake I made is in pieces. A better attempt than the first. The first time, I set off the smoke...

1. illustration of THUNDER and LIGHTNING deus ex machina motorcycle fringe fuck. 2. we were going to leave early. set out on a greyscale...

the gentle caress of fingertips, the dreamy embrace of a soft whisper, the lulling satisfaction of a hearty sigh, heavenly laughter that...

I've been left a woman wanting Waiting by the door I've been left a woman wanton Crying on the floor See men will take and take and take...

we all have a task we are working on i cannot remember what this pool is not a pool anymore and you, my love are standing over a sink...

When air drenches pores and sticks to skin, Soil waits for tender palms— abuelitas, we plant mango seeds back home. giving life in...

Thesis Any love poem I write says more about me than who I love. Love Poem Draft Thirty Seven The truest expression of my affection is...

WAR Be confident, cocky, controlling, charismatic, and you’re Her captain. Be negligent, willing, dull, violent, and you’re Her soldier....

I know you hide from me But sometimes I wish you stood next to me Wrapped your arms around me I want you near We feel like one I want to...

It’s never cold / Always dark / Or maybe I just don’t look right

misting magpies over as a child, I begged for nicknames mayflies metanyms everything with the ...

1. I should be shopping in junk shops and trawling for chess sets and drinking from a half cup of water in the dog’s ear. I should be...

Transcript: Page 1 Recently I realized I love old class notes. How now they make no sense. after the class is gone digging further into...

in taxi cabs carrying strangers to distant places, in broken lines of beaten asphalt, in poles erected from concrete and signs of...

lye and pirozhki and cool slabs of stone pressing divots into the backs of bare thighs, one long night seeping into sticky dawn, 100...