Not a French Fry
Growing up it was difficult to feed me. It still kinda is, because I am the pickiest eater you will ever meet. It’s easier to tell you...
Termites
The street light above me is clouded with termites like a prayer group of ghosts.
I Feel Most Colored When I am Asked to Wear Black
-after Morgan Parker And I feel dark. And I am the sky at midnight. And I am overlooked. And I am erased from history. Or, I am...
Rebecca; 1973
Rebecca cuts out a picture of a woman wearing red lipstick with a long cigarette holder from a magazine. She keeps it in the space...
The Giant
If you walk to the pier, you can see where the giant hung himself. His body dangles from a crane, and people who haven’t read the local...
Dolce
cut cookie shapes / staccato stars and candy canes the sheet arranged / christmas concerto you place it in the oven / set the tempo you...
De Stijl
The sonnet is as beautiful a sight as a Mondrian composition, all red and blue and yellow and black and white life, so carefully...
Dreams of Drowning
We sat on the rocks at the edge of the Mississippi, my legs folded, yours stretched towards me, your right hand flat on the heat soaked...
