frannerisms
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I had legs before the boa constrictor ate them for dinner, and a nose before daylight’s saving.Had cheekbones, a salad fork, and an extra blanket before the dish ran away with the spoon and left me playing rock paper scissors with our waiter who just wants a tip on how to balance his tray.Something inside…
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A Haagen daz strawberry ice cream barbent copy of Water for Elephantsbight green and light blue microfiber small towel rag clothsfear in most of the available shadesan indifferent sunshinea houseplant, three inchesvacuum, greymistakes are planted and spring into palm trees I’d never want anyone to force me to write about itNever had an Easter like…
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I’ll say nothing, fly on robes and carry parts of both of us straight home.Come to Clockwise and Crooked Knee;I’ll burrow in broad-shouldered bridges and sunsets screaming pleasefrom children we become menbut some of us turn into stare crows and scare the layered ends.quiet ambulant leavesevergreen trees bend over to whisper their repent.
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to be fair, I haven’t been outside yet and my thewindows weren’t open when I woke up, this was an hour after I “wanted” to wake, but if it has to get done firstit will get done and you’ll make sure of itthen I went to make breakfast snowand had to share the kitchen with…
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I step back and look at the shards of me, the slow motion explosion of dismembered parts of me. Teeth. Tongue. Hair. Kaboom. My torso begins to paint in the nude, I know I’m there and coming soonmy symphony is cacophonous, lewd:arms float off when I begin to conductand the slapping of flesh sounds like…
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Do you remember how to teach? Good, the students are waiting.Other people are thinking like you. They’ve borrowed their way of speaking from someone else, too. These wordsare their words. Apostrophe, possessive of myself,I bargain and feel free. I met a man who made me think I alone was one;became headless dame and lost the…
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I walked into confession and there, waiting for me: the marquis.The bulb blew out as I leaned forward to taste my anagram, I’m in search of a back bone today.(So much for finding the muse downtown, I left my umbrella at home under my couch. I came here to paint what I see or how…
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What an astounding lack of chronology you have,such audacity to grab me familiar like that—I mean what took you so long,I mean it’s good to see you,I mean so nice to meet you,I mean fucking rip out the stitches that I already mended and now bleed through,I mean really it’s so good to see you!Would…
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I crave a black blank page;to fiddle and nurture and craftsomething to sustain the corporeal slush,this ambitiousless mission, this motivation-adjacent stuffIn lieu I bounce on the spine of thineold cardinal directions, jacking off dead statues and promising erectionsIts not that I’m flimsy And its not that im hard,Im actually quite ready to sculpt with these…
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I am not meant to be in an unexplainable place!Disconnected from the sound of progress, from a tangible human face. Do you know what it’s like to have a steel windpipe? It is coldand impractical. I berate myself for not knowing the truth, I berate myself just to have something to do. This could be…
the case for human error 