Catch a bullet in my teeth and dress it in silk, engraving your name along the seam. Tuck it in … More
Month: February 2020
In Bodies Other Than Our Own
Brick sand skin feels like silk against mine, you hum and whisper in rhythmic rhyme. Softened syllables float on stone, … More
Polyglot
I dream in languages you don’t speak, whispering confessions in brave safety. Is this valor or cowardice, a heart … More
Implicit
The vibrations ring through your chest and into mine, echoes of come closer and all this time floating in what … More
Porcelain Prose 