Drifting in and out of consciousness, I ask myself why I am so drowsy… The answer is a dull ache somewhere deep in a place I cannot name or touch. Does the body respond to emotional pain the same way it responds to physical pain? I am trying not to shut down… Babe,...
dreaming of half-sounds past midnight limbic words knock at her door saying nothing in hunchback forms their patterns a twelfth night psychometry she sees the homely metaphors dreaming of half-sounds past midnight limbic words knock at her door her sophist hand...
What of the fisherman skulks in your heart? What husks of hull sit rusting ironed dull by sea over sand over sea? Luminescence at dawn eyes, richly changed – mussel shell wool-scrubbed, made blue then bluer by the...
Content warning: sexual content We try on bodies—like them, long for them—then try others. Somewhere between hunger and earnest thirst, we shapeshift. Sip cum let a dog lick the inside of our mouth inhale smoke and don’t drift away. Only a meager howl when the...
Love leaves me whole, a pockmarked moon. Pared wounds knitted together by chewing ants, each champing tiny jaws over my flesh. I taste of red dwarfs, half-dazed. I am only this visible from a height. An impact crater. Shallow basin where the scuttling, fearty mammals...
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