Underwear Drawer

Underwear Drawer I have been hurt before, the lacy thing the magician’s assistant. An ordinary chest before your eyes from which I will pluck a heart. I have hurt, the boyfriend cut- too scared to say I’m sorry, too sorry to say I’m scared. I have messed around, with dress ups, pretending I am someone… Continue reading Underwear Drawer


Cirrus Dancing

Cirrus Dancing Start with the corners. The half minutes. The awkward bumps. Blue for the sky, and white lace breezing from walls like poetry waxed smooth. Here, the puzzled pieces of your ankle braille under baked digits. Pull this apart, deconstruct, an eventime light lifting your eyes- line scanners, them and words words pulling back down filling… Continue reading Cirrus Dancing

Poetry, Unmasked

Unmasked- Part V

Origin Story In which reality is blurred, we go back to the beginning to discover how it all began, sleep the sleep of the dead and get awkwardly personal. There is a momenta singular occasionone infinitesimal point in timejust before my eyelids closejust before sleep takes mebetween my conscious thoughtsand nightly dreamsof youwhen you become… Continue reading Unmasked- Part V