Been called a jabroni for lighting a stogie. Inhaling the relief, exhaling my grief. Dawn, August 13, 2023.

a chandelier of rainbows tattooed below her eyebrow blush and bruised, Captain Luna inspected the sloppy crew dressed in their business suits

breath of sky on her spine creeping, chilly blows flow down to her thighs the slightest summer wind

subdermal dust spots speckled like freckles across the nose of a woman next door on her balcony

golden angel hair strands upon the earth needles of the bull pine scattered on the grass and dirt trap fallen raindrops

Djarum special. Spice of smoke. On my porch, breathing tobacco and clove. 2pm, August 13, 2023.

Uniform yellow lines you stretch out to the curb. The lines that stretch in blue are already reserved. Long white lines stretching down t…

back aboard the ship Captain Luna sat with Bart pressing him; how’d you manage this little slip? you were once my savvy knight

perched upon the table made of oak and maple stones carved of cedar and sycamor… is grandpa’s checkerboard when mom and dad play rummy

I pray every one of their children… Lord, make it so. I pray one of their sons murders them in cold blood, while the rest of their kids cover…

gasoline on my FOX TV I don’t want your MSNBC make a shrine to remedy burn all these effigies went outside, sun felt hot

mechanical horses line up at the g… riders clad in straps of leather contemplating their fate Akira Koike takes up pole positio… favored to win

from the barber chair mirror he watches the fear in their eyes a forty lb coo-coo clock hangs on… covered in a dozen years of dust the dust isn’t important at all

gliding along the wavelength riding the sonic chain stomach acid, gutteral pain banister of razor blades backbeat drum machine

Flutter of conure wings a young girl sings leaning on the railing of her apartment balcony home from her date