(2013)
(Mother, Don’t Read This.) On days overcast when the rain is… And the queen doesn’t growl in her… I’m so here in the now—so here in… Like when I was young, just first…
Falling off the bottom of your bli… unkempt and lost like a fart in th… crucifying the dip clinging to you… kids hang their cellphone bills on… Your fridge is covered in crappy a…
It follows to say I thought what… But nothing arrived and time was n… If only the space in which I have… Came back to conquer my authored s… I might well be on my way to where
Curiosity killed the cat. But the cat has nine lives. Not really. You’re wise, You accidentally design lies.
She makes a tree full of birds tha… All start chirping to themselves a… The sound remains the same but the… She’s not synchronized with the pa… Her thoughts are like rockets that…
I’ve been allergic to beauty For 35 years In a series of diphenhydramine dre… Spring stings And all of these tears
When you say a word so many times… When you look at something for so… When you live a life so hard and t…
Amazed and confused. My aura is bruised. God knows what? We are not amused. It’s almost all of a sudden.
I have a canker sore from some dirty whore that I kissed before so long ago when I used to be pure.
I can’t get stoned anymore without getting paranoid. It’s not the plant. It’s New Jersey. It’s having kids.
Trailing off the desperate landfil… Into my very own lesser known hall… I wind mine through the wind in th… Should you happen to blow by; I’l…
Let me molder on the surface of the Earth. Leave me on dirt with dross and peace. Let the four seasons sweep over my husk. In blood crush dust and petrified grease…. A feast for my inse...
Crossing your horizon of evidence Existing painfully within design— Down to the last crass moment of s… Suspending in this blacked-out min… You did your best at how you don’t…
I have been in a thousand houses that have dining rooms that are never used. When I look into the river— My reflection is refused.
Thrusting a screw driver through the heart of bliss, Dropping out slowly is harder than you think— A wish in the well