with the windows blown outyou can just feel the breathof the poisonous trolleysand sick alley catsbut the grass is still sweetand the rain can eraseal..
a porcelain kisswith your grown up tonguecool to the touchand twice as blessedwe are dying slowlyand slowly we will reststrip the copper wiresfrom ins..
here is the spacewhere the night maresstorm through hoovesbeating rapid and steadysteady as she goesand she goes on and on carryingon like a child in ..
the kindness was the worstlike it was a blessing and not a knifeand my fingers numb or frozentoo slow to make the callblanched, bone-whitewatching whe..
gravel stepsone two onein time with thejump in my wristsas he moves in peacehis hands flash whitehe gently slideshis benevolent knifeunderneath the ri..
my father is a treein the valleywith roots that reachfor the hillshe holds life in his armsand pain in his hollowsand he sleeps while we livebut at ni..
your branchy arms, drained and full of holeswrap around my weakest limps.your words are larger and louderthan mine have ever been.blanched, i bleach t..
megaphone for our sleepless boneschanging course with agemultiplied by restless skieswe murder time with easeand the hardest parthas been knowing your..
wind the clock beside the bedclose his eyes fold his handsand now you waithere inside your peach-bruised armssomewhere within his downy headthat you'v..