vivid imagery
TagFacets of the Gemstone in the Pocket of my Raincoat
Everything been going away from me a long time, like a ripple.
sunday morning sloughs / i make a floor plan of your bedroom
last night i decided to shed my split ends.
1st of Decembary, 5500 / dagoth ur ponders final death
All I want to say is, we made some mistakes that first year.
NAUGY
The whole house
is fluorescent overheads,
Chester’s dad wears Bert and Ernie
slippers, eating a nugget.
the infanta
every morning began with the short trip across the village to the baker.
Chicken Fried Fear
Sink teeth into the olive-crisped
drumstick skin
5 Poems
Pushing back her violent hair’s
nimbus of corpses, each clinging
to its thread of Pity me, please
The Blueprint for Saving an Angel
It is mid-September, and I, with every knowledge possible of the event in which I was driving to, chose to wear a suit jacket, my most elegant white button-down, a tie, my finest jeans and terribly worn down, ill-fitting shoes that I paid for with cash at the Value Village furthest where I am now.
Humorous Artist
Humorous Artist is a certain kool woman whom we find one spring-autumn evening amidst the lights of the metropolis, while she shines with longing for those same lights.
What Happened To Natalie?
Today was such a beautiful day, as my wife and I noticed a butterfly in the air by the ocean.