A Cardinal Flame Went Out in My Mouth October is a self-loathing month. Masturbating in the first dark cold. You..
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A Prayer for The Acorns Oak Tree trembled at the story of First Tree. First Tree bore the fruit of..
After the Tour On the way to the train station, an admission that moments, details, are slipping away already— it’s..
How the Dollhouse Was Built I came to the humble water to lie down. I did what I set out..
Pilgrim Tomorrow flirts with promises and only you know why..
Hey, that’s no way to say goodbye Rabbit the pony got a hay husk in his eye once and it..
No one ever asked me if I liked being called Pluto When Pluto was a planet, X got detention for..
Drew a Colorless Galleon On the Wall and It Sailed Away – By Sergio Sarano Case number GL 39-3144 returned resubmitted..
Chinese Lantern from my Greek Father Though you hardly knew the difference, you could crack shells with one hand and..
This poem is part of a short collection titled “The Virus,” exploring stigma, female sexuality, desire, repulsion, loss, and the..