Member since December 20, 2012 | 46 Readings |
Lament of Paula Cole’s razor the day…
When it was quiet and darkI’d layAnd wait to feel, dripdripdripDry / Our relationshipTo say the leastWas intimate.It was fraught.There was, I…
Subscribed by Robin Silver
Little theories / arranged by bones: / can you hear them? / The canary in conversation / with a hungry beast / swallows–a gesture / so blank, it…
hi / it’s me / i’m here / hello.
rolling over the server
Dena Rash Guzman
Hearing what they said / hearing I slept / jesus son holy Mary / how could he I pray / parents are side by safety. I can’t enough! / I can’t…
brine and mist and fine foam
when i think of us i think of friction the minutia of / movement etching our corners smooth until there is no blood just the polished response of…
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