Stomach-Something

Stomach-Something

The growth inside you, you can only guess exists– the strengthening malignant allium a tumor blossomed & when your stomach fails to digest you leave your house in pain to meet me at the bar & fuck, you needed a job with benefits but I, too, lack insurance...
Family Reunion

Family Reunion

My mother and I are reclined in cerulean blue beach chairs while the Sun bakes our bodies a golden brown. Between us rests an ice-cold YETI, the closest we’ll get to the Himalayan monster. A child nearby is wailing. He sits crossed-legged and red-cheeked, lamenting...
Vaporwave, Vice and Veneration

Vaporwave, Vice and Veneration

Thursday sneaks away Beneath a dozed off moon, The Pleiades are barking Batches of light—shit face central, over— Vermillion meets Indigo halfway A kiss sets the stage on fire. The flashing darkness hides the little Indiscrete facial spasms of The Tipsy People. A...