The tattoo gun murmurs its Morse code on my Manubrium, the hard bones perched just above soft curves of cleavage. From the first tip of costal cartilage, down to the …
Read MoreNo squinting. No pinching back the light. Only compulsion and slack-bodied surrender. Flame-singed wingtips Corpuscles popping at hints of heat. I know why. Gossamer gold glimmers in luminous Light We …
Read MoreGod bless you Hendrix. Are you live, or are you Memorex? Your oozing twang-jive that you bled back then is a whole-blood transfusion for my head. Electric riffs rip …
Read MoreHad she known from the Beginning that Life is like a Snake… Turning and twisting through the years of Life… Shedding its skin, just as we all shed extraneous layers….eventually. …
Read MoreShe swallowed the sun whole On a Wednesday afternoon. Just crammed it right into her mouth, Like a fiery jelly doughnut. Sticky sunny ooze Dribbling out the end, as she …
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