dressed

his love is open heart surgery no permission reacquainted,  joined at the hip twins with different mothers we are wife, husband, lovers ego glitching distortion of proportion fears are only inches high but I willingly drown his love is open heart surgery no permission, genuine a surgeon,  who is working on watching me stitch these …

…and all the rest

It is with a heavy body  that I bring this message to you. It is with a heavy torso  that I carry a stillborn  that comes  with a promise  of conversation. It is with heavy arms that I introduce my smallness. It is with these heavy legs  that I show you my agile. I am …

thickset

//I am so sick of this container, it must be said— I am the moon in all corners,  refracting  creating tides, emotionally—within myself outside myself in the cracks of San Andreas, a circumstance of rainbows grayed with the coming of night— Even when the moon waxes I am always FULL I am a circumference of …