sex
Tagthe streak
Nobody fucks in the old chapel anymore.
Bone Paste Effigy / MOFO / A Love Poem
something so beautiful it makes me want to punch myself in the ribs
Night at the Oscars / Coffee
I changed the sheets and threw the whites in the laundry.
Mila Kitty
Starts off in a bathroom. Very unremarkable.
Grief dick
several pictures she sent me before she died were of her sucking Drew’s dick while making a funny, insane face.
On the Day of Her Descending
The egg yolk had a bloody spot.
School Shooter’s Girlfriend
I didn’t go to high school.
I stayed with the janitor instead.
He kept me in the boiler room.
I was a kind of pet, I guess.
i am a dead queer now
the waning moon is
soaking into the grass outside
hidden under my desk leaving the room lit
with a shade of twilight sparkle
White Dog Mambo
White Dog Mambo
I wear an ankle bracelet to suggest my damage. You might
want to check your mouth for moths. Does it make sense
for your tongue to be where it is? Mile after m
69 in ’68 (Or: Hard Times for Black Boys)
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I let his cum settle on my tongue, but all I could taste was ash.
“Come on Chip,” I thought. “You’re a sommelier. Savor this.”
I let the jism congeal a bit, and then