Poem

pulp

i do not think you will mind the aliens / i think you have always loved them

Poem

december 11th

the stars are not ready / for me / to leave

Poem

transhumagirls

our home is our home / our home is our loves

Poem

girl with the pearl earring

I meet her at the inhale.

Poem

chintz

i am told not to write love poems

Poem

acupuncture

I went to the acupuncturist and left bleeding.