“Language feels very physical, we try to pretend like we trap it on the page with text, so we try to pretend it’s only text. It’s not like there’s the word of text that’s in […]
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Mechanism of Choice
1 I’m not nearly articulate enough to explain the long, winding, bloody road that led to Chase and me falling out of merely fucking and into actual love. It’s been several years, and only the […]
Quiet
After this I don’t want to sing anymore love songs I don’t want to be victim to this memory it always tastes sweeter in the mind than it did at the time.
“make america great again”
part i. I guess this is where it has been going for a while— back in my first apartment in Gotham, remembering ultraviolence as a kid, I can hear the thumping of the sea, […]
No Taste to Freedom
The boiled soup Decays—since when have we behaved? This sinkhole hits home— hear me out loud: “There is no taste to freedom, like CO2, we burn up atmospheres because, yo, we hold all the […]
as if
as if to peel the skin away to get to the tender fruit inside only to find that some of the fruit is hard as well as soft some sour along with the sweet […]
The Flight Home
Sweet Lucienne, I hope everything with you is well. I can’t believe it has been so long. I still remember driving out of Phoenix at night with Will in the backseat. He was just […]
Rejoining My Distant Parts
Sleeping in a dojo, thinking of Kyoto, I meditate as an entity crafted by dreams. The sliding straw door opens, calm at its seams. Opening its eyes, the entity sighs. Signs of anxiety? No. […]
Tokyo
Maybe it’s the jetlag or possibly the smoke. As we sit atop the tallest tower, I can sense the tinge of doubt. It creeps across our minds. A world apart from the mundane, listening […]
Forbidden
Shhh. Do you know what it’s like not to be able to open your mouth? Not to be allowed to speak the truth? Up to the point that it’s stuck inside of you, eating you […]