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I had an affair with Mephistopheles. Serenaded him under willows that didn’t start weeping until we graced them. He had bits of fruit lodged into that ashen heart of his. Pearl shaped beads colored crimson inside that orb. It didn’t hurt me, not once, when I plucked those little buds full of incipience. […]
I once tried to construct you. I drudged you up from my rib, and melded you into the perfect species. You were so ripe, so full of passion, it had almost consumed me. A consummated sculpture- that’s what you were darling, and yet I was more susceptible to your abhorrence. You turned on […]
It is sap dripping from our lips. Seeds and cypress trees- no foot can touch this frazzled forest. Even I, figure amongst the deities, crumbled under these branches that twist and curl something sinister around the edges of your lips. I wanted to taste that, become of what you are created from, emerge as you […]
bygone rays brush me butterfly speckles adorned you leave me in twos
tides fall flat one month southern skies on the mares’ trail the stars end with you
The only sweet he knows is saccharine, too cloying to be of honey but enough to satiate that bud of masochism low in her stomach. It works out for them that way, when they’re teetering on the edge. The grand finale; showing how careful he is by hitting hard enough until cream skin is stained […]
Curiosity has always given me a strange fulfillment. There’s nothing particularly spontaneous about curiosity, isn’t that right? There’s just something about it that draws you near, like the flicker of a flame, the slide of a palm against slick skin. It entices you, makes your breathing heavy, it makes you want. It fills you up […]
There’s beauty in the things untold; the things that you fear, can’t see. Those minuscule possessions that one might find mundane, but you look at it as if it’s a temple. Housing pictures of burnished eyes, a mahogany casing that holds a cocoon of idolatry. That taste of piety something only the gods sing of, but it […]
I don’t write the way I used to, and maybe that’s the problem. All these words have suddenly been flowing in my mind and they’re gone before I can even get them written down. It happens at the most mundane times, times when my hands are not ready- washing dishes, taking the dog for a walk, cleaning the […]
I could have loved you But you- you felt the need to erase me. You made it so I never even existed and So I never even existed. All it took was a little neglect; A spill from your lips, was all it took for me to be scraped out. I hated you soon […]
they always come in twos two devils keen on ruining me And they are so sweet So willing are those brutes to drown me in beseech make my body a temple for sin licking crimson across my skin
I’ve been working on getting my book together lately, I don’t know who it’s for anymore. If it’s for you or for me. These doubts keep constantly piling up in my mind. One would think after this long I’d grow fond of my own poetry, but it seems my mind is a trivial thing. She […]
wednesday finds me easily enough pitted between wanting and wanted you used to be nearer so much closer than you are now it is a pity you’ve gone around not much further than before you never wait long sometimes you wait too long but we always end up back here
Some of you watched that 8 minutes and 46 second video without even blinking an eye. Sat there with a smile on your face- one less animal to worry about, you say. Yet we go into these streets, holding signs and voicing our lives- They’re going to kill me. My stomach hurts. I […]
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“There are two ways to reach me: by way of kisses or by way of the imagination. But there is a hierarchy: the kisses alone don’t work.”
– Anaïs Nin, Henry and June
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