Boudoir Hymns

a short compilation in verse the room where a lady may retire to be alone is the space inside of a candle a little flame that grows against the palms of her hands as she recalls the miracle that lives in her breasts, tender playthings, the incantations of her hips, the life rushing like wildfire [...]

Morning Song

i’ve found out what you’re like in the mornings when the sun loses its curve and slenderly the jubilant sky drops its cunning, feathering a cleave in your bright-eyed denim and only your needing fingers can bring me to swift god-given silence just beneath the supreme intelligence of my hips (and which i hope you [...]

Red Hen

I dash through the hallways of a professional building, as if being chased through the tunnels of a maze. Janitors, security guards, accountants, IT specialists, and one surgeon dressed in a blue gown. None of them seems to notice me nor care much about my comings and goings. I arrive at a chapel with a [...]

Kitchen 99

there was a crack in a pipe above the wall where the sun exposed its side, a pattern like a spider’s web, a net that cast the glare of the sand over a turquoise stone, an eye in a cave caked with seaweed, a fissure in the parapet where the sea met its swell and [...]

White Apple

the speaker in this scene is a woman who lives in a house in the center of the desert with a tilted doorframe and a turntable stuck on repeat (Hall & Oates for days) and adjacent to a wall papered with clocks that have no face, a little wooden bar where she serves all the [...]

Blue Elephant

the morning is flat and has a face, a two-pronged smile and a trunk full of gold, eyes cutting like electric diamonds through the haze the sunrise is magnetic and has teeth, i awaken sharpened and ready for flight, a horde of feathered blue elephants painting clarities across the sky i rub my eyes and [...]

Halo

there was under the bridge halfway between 7th and Broad a mural in three scenes that coated the air like a prism a concrete mosaic made of glass and stone that sat next to a skyscraper with no soul a portraiture of infinite variations a half-moon a blue jean dream a wall to shut from [...]