

Bones
I don’t want you—that beautifully framed body and tender soul—to go before I. See, the day you die my dear I will too. I know you’d want...


(Cry)stal Method
Nights like these when I feel the walls turning yellow and the stainless crystal glass bell jar surrounding me, I think of u I think of u...


An Ode to the Recent Tableau of You Two
I can’t see her anymore, I can’t look at her pictures because she’s happy without me. She’s in a relationship with someone else better. I...


A Hymn
Again, my bed is a pond because I called again, and she did not respond. Now, tonight my bed is a river for I asked and she delivered...


A Visitor
regret slides through my window at night i watch the shapes form in my bedroom i’ve become his favorite visitor in the dark he...


Screensaver
let me be your wallpaper the image you see when you wake the break of light in your darkness the picture you wish to see every single...
I Do Not Want to Die
I do not want to die where I was born today it is taking all of my strength to keep my weeping, swollen eyelids open now and again...
Poem
how does this girl make me feel like such a boy when I’m fucking her I’m asking because I’ll never know I’m asking for when the mystery...


Magnus Hirschfeld's Obituaries
We brighten in our twinkling; do you hear /
that? The collective question, the sky shuffles its coat, /
a pumping set of butterfly wings ent


Oh
Being so young, I always had that outside smell, you know? The aroma something akin to the hum-drum banter of cicadas, the unabashed...



















