If I had skin, I’m sure everyone here would be jealous of it. I’ve learned over the years that you can still hear a heart beating through the sound…

  canopy// I lay in the dark of my childhood bedroom, hungry for a woman—for linked arms, grins with all our teeth, and howling at a movie projector moon.  …

  It’s 3:10 in the morning and again, I am thinking About nothingness. I do not know how to stop. My mother said I am a man trapped inside a…

  At the town council meeting, they want to hold the sun accountable for night. Yes, let’s invent a better fence. Yes, let’s deem the teens gliomas on society. Who…

  I kept staring at the pond that led to our front door entrance. As the koi fish swam, I noticed that the one I named Ephemeral had finally disappeared.…

  Untitled (Black on Gray), 1970 In time, the sky devoured the hill, freeing three shades of darkness from the trees. I woke you, carried you to the window, so…

  You know tomorrow is the Woman at the Well, my mother says on the phone, meaning I know you’re not going and you haven’t been. You can’t just barge…

  I believe in ghosts and angels and god or a burst that made me from love. I believe in a city where no one is hungry with houses made…

now, imagine all the women healed— when you heal, part of the earth heals I wanted to drag my father’s family out into the street make them listen to their…

  for lost causes like the gravity of granola in mornings. The heaviness of missing bacon fat. Or the folds of you when you stretched on top of me then…

  my father tells me i look beautiful in my blue collar dress and shows me a pair of cufflinks he reserved for my wedding day and i like to…

  my story is the same as every little boy’s in a white wedding dress using a hairbrush as a microphone crimson lips smudged from the aftereffects of fidget- ing…