summe vibes
the strawberry grazes her pink lips before she bites into it she catches me staring at her & her lips curl up in a smile the wind blows...
i don’t know what to do with my hands
i don't know what to do with my hands when they’re not holding u so i walk to u, but one mile becomes six days & i never even left my bed...
Nelson
Fire the panzer eight times in a salute to the furtive runaway already halfway gone dead or buried. This is their song gravel throat let...
Aught: Fulfillment
Photographs of sand. Photographs of flames. Burning landscapes. Burning philanthropy. Money speaks to means. Money speaks to deaf ears....
Be Still
Let the unease of quiet sink our silhouettes into street gutters overflowing with needles and bad hands from the dealer. They say the...
Labios de Margarita
She calls to me with her sugar lips Icy stare and golden wish To drown me in my sober wits What's your name? I say Ella dijo, Margarita...
Nikes
Fifth grade was the best school year of my life. It was an early Monday morning when y mother woke me up for my first day of school. I...
Jukebox Hero
Jukebox Hero, Play That Funky Music: Amy’s Song (The Bum Steer). Rockin’ in the Free World. Ghost Town… Have a Cigar, There’s No Way Out...
Taraxacum
The flowerbed will never be the same, no matter how many weeds I kill. The buttercups already forced their way through the mulch I laid...
Night Terror
Have you ever wondered whether those were your own hands in front of your face, shaking? Your own head that’s pounding, aching? A cat or...
