these clouds, some / so light I can see the sky’s // ridiculous boundary

After I dropped her off, I lit a cigarette and blasted shit that could most generously be described as coffeehouse punk on my way out of the suburbs. I love people, but I’m also a little relieved when they go.

we are the dumpster fire we encircle to warm our greedy hands in the dark

PREFERRED PRONOUNS: WE/US/OURS In the name of accuracy and inclusion In the name of full disclosure That we may say we love us and also that we hate us...

Every fart, / burp and feces, the body’s / speech. What a triumph / to royal your own musk.

I haven’t been writing really but I’ve been / thinking about the words, “Palm Rose.”

If they would stay just where they are all morning, / they’d be the monument to the history they’re looking for.

“You will crush our enemies or I will crush you,” the voice commanded. “These are my neighbors,” I said. “I don’t get along with most of them, but I wouldn’t want to crush them.” “It’s them or you,” the voice said.

Little Shorts, sharpen your keys and clutch them like knives. // When you’ve got nothing else, go for the eyes.