They sliced her belly sideways like a caesarean section choked it...
There’s no way she would have known Aretha Franklin had a...
Have you ever noticed the crosswalk sign and its gentle switch...
I’ll start typing our sex again, that if my mentality’s in...
Touch me here, she says, as Mahler sleighs them over level...
Defining me is spelling out a hundred-letter word Essence of existence...
Gogol must still be smirking over the top of some ivy-covered...
Entangled forecasts of black ruin The sun beats my forehead a...
Worn squares of paper, fingerprint smudges across the top and bottom...
The castle alarm bells ring, shrieking day’s massive assault; eight thousand...
your words stung, and hung me upside down, inside out, to...
Crack the Spine. Bend a fresh book until your hands meet...