Project Type: Glue Sticks on Heartbreaks

It’s not Revenge without Witnesses

(It’s not revenge without witnesses)she harbors a morphed desire to witness the enddrawing diagrams of destruction fractals shimmer across her eyelids:ink of her eye liner bleeds through pages seductive carmine & copperpaint her wonton lips:lip liner margin notes dulled the pencil rivets in her cheeksforms of faulty…

Red Dawn

(red dawn)blood brilliant shell of a sky crestsover the mountain. we stare at the scorched scenery. a world is dying, the sky, a last gaspas the black universe swallows us. we hold on to the railings. “a judgement on our sins,” you say“we shouldn’t…

Loved to Death

(Loved to Death)The age when things go wrong,they will love you to death irrational demands, stiched hands, they love you to death in the cold quenching opium markets they will love you to death their smiles are corrupt they will love you to death…

Metra on Friday

(Metra on Friday)travel sewage smell clings to bodies jettisoned through pressure capped doors- broken and stuttering against theweight of bags and bodies dragged un-apologetically across thresholds well-fed sleepers and Barbie skinny interns switch seats with the hung over bachelors who hold their heads like…

Immigrant

(Immigrant)My eyes are pourous orbs staring at the edge of the sea, at the edge of extinction. Each beautiful consequence a cage. Stained glass boundaries, holding dust of unnamed suns that spangle the shivering air. A pollen of stars vast as scattered sand. You…