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Tell me true, friends: how often have you thought of Captain Hook as a disabled man? -Amanda Leduc in the sea-tilt sway of my bed, i exhale, starbound. with a fistful of childhood i witness in technicolor, the performance of the boy the ship the hook the tick tock tick tock tic Neck to […]
do not fall in love. i apologize for the straightforward directive but it must be said. when you arrive there will be a woman, waiting, skin patched and cross-hatched, salt piles dissolving / becoming / sublimating into being. she will be beautiful / monstrous / material. hair tangles of seaweed, living / writhing […]
Data is not an element that has ever been bloodless. Ranunculus aquatilis and radium. One has petals that are pale in vases and reflect moonlight the other walks in empty spaces, and footprints glow behind it. Marie Curie was poisoned by her blood. She kept radium in her pocket it bit her with […]
You tuck the past into your bones, a kindling of ruin and rain, a hollow that rings in the ocean of your heart, fear skipping up your spine, punctuated by the ghost of every broken promise— you say, some things break, and how could brokenness be beautiful? But here is the lesson of stained […]
Classic mum-in-law she was, Ma Grendl: mood scorpio, wirehaired, snagged in the trap of always having been a loving much- beloved mum, no more—suddenly stuck on the wrong side of the story: Beast. Creeping through Hero’s brackish fits & tweets, she’s damp of neck, bent of knee, tarsals swollen thick as trees. The They […]
Every year the water flows up to the banks and beyond, reaching slick algae fingers to the sky: betrayal of an old one-eyed widow, her son never looked after nor given a samurai’s sword. And now you have her tears greening your lands, not salty, but fetid and harsh stink rising in the bright wet […]
all they’ve said about the painting is a lie‚ except my being a sphinx of beauty. to think they’d ever call me a vampire feels unbelievable‚ until you remember that I’ve been dead more times than I’ve been alive. the truth remains, my eyelashes had been plucked and fed to fishes. the untold story goes, […]
The day I collected my soul, the cranberries lost their innocence, twining on my doorknob in a search for something sweet. It was nearly sunset, and the mole people scuttled underground with badges and tales of espionage, the orchards dripping with caterpillars. Dark clouds almost sang my feet to sleep when a splitting echo poured […]
Musigisg ewniaq, the sky is turning blue: aurorae humming electric dreaming among the clouds. Milamu’gl jugo’tui: Bring me the different colors of a murmuration of strange birds taking to air when dawn arrives. Paqtasultieg, We are shining bright in the three suns of a new stratosphere, watching limb reach to limb in the […]
Galatians 6:11 see what inkjet I make of my deft paws, concealing a switchblade—cupid hung, to serve as restraint when I word overboard with love. my long breath, drawing the heat for print. the jammed teeth of wastepaper. I fill the cartridge that is my guts, sum all saliva to one thick […]
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