Here is the night. The moon hangs heavy but is hidden by a thick fog. Bridge lights flicker like glowing fireflies in the distance.
Warrior on the Beach [a poem]
Pulling dreams down from the heavens, she lifts the world…
Endless Tragedies Coalescing [a poem]
and they strike through my heart, like bullets, like shards of glass
Floating Latex Belly [a poem]
“Here, I float, latex belly, swollen with helium, kindest intentions and thoughts…”
Still Life: Vague Affirmations for the Introvert [a poem]
maybe its ok, to slip into the dark bar and settle in the back among the discarded lip-smudged glasses, maybe i won’t get high