August ramblings

some tongue—

it’s a beautiful creator

defile, then love, a love that stings/

the double-single love 


s p l i t s

animal sounds are nothing

but small orchestras

scales trilling with the voice of everything

I love about you/

dissect the small masks

faucet water blood/wonder bread body

plastic everything

fruit salad/cottage cheese

Mother’s Day crafts

do you love me now that I made you a pincushion

from an empty can of tuna?

do you love me?

yellow striped dress and lace

hovering to get it right

to feel the kiss of every night you spent awake

dark everything

it’s always better in the dark

love mostly/

faces morph to moonlight, but

be more literal

say it all


how do I remember what it means to truly shed?


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