Who will be with you as you become? I am not asking for me, but for the girl character who waits behind my eyelids
Scattered along the wet sand are tiny, bioluminescent plankton, a different, brighter glow than the ubiquitous jellyfish.
1. Eat so many almonds, eat them until you are full to the brim with roasted almond skin pieces and tiny chewed up almond pieces, and then look in the mirror and see if your eye resembles the nut.
As an evening like this when the final hour of light you’ve seen more often painted—indirect glaze softening stone, spires—is also porno pink
Lately, flossing in the sink or tweezing on the toilet
I called to say we have two lives and only one of them is real – Camille Rankine Ever talk to someone and as you converse, you see a doubling? Two things are happening at once. Reality is [...]
excerpted from a long poem in progress I am messy, painful, redundant. Just so you know from the start. I have watched myself tidy my things inexplicably before walking into the night. [...]
Winner of the 2017 CA Poetry Prize judged by Eileen Myles After Barry Ebner’s Monotype 03012416, 1033316, and 0833316 Not color blind but a black & white conundrum of physics. All the same, [...]
1. The first thing we admit to ourselves as human beings is that we have no idea how the world is going to end. And, in order to rectify that, we each indulge strange quotidian habits that make [...]
Ant Cartography for Yuh-Shioh Wong, who understood when I told her I am a painter DAY ONE: I followed an ant back to his nest in the Chihuahuan Desert, a little juniper seed in his mouth. I drew [...]
When You Want to Scream, But Your Dorm Has No Bathtubs, So You Go to The Swimming Pool, But Everyone Can Hear You, So You Go to The Railroad Tracks and Wait For a Train, But You’re In North [...]
for Damian Rogers’ dear leader damian asks me long questions in 104 heat: how is now and why is are you new how many months have you forgotten to clean the fan what picture takes [...]
We have a deal, you and me. We talked for 29 seconds because that’s all we needed. And you understood, you did since you tried to cut me off mid-explanation of why it is necessary for you to wear [...]
Plants were Dad’s thing. Mom hated the compost pile. She mispronounced “zinnia,” which is how he might have spoken of her: using a name, but failing to name the thing. In an old photo, he looks [...]
last night over the phone Kelly tells me that the time when she had been very clearly unambiguously raped that time was actually the easiest one to get over it’s the gray ones she tells me [...]
We walk around with no clothes on and the lights are all green and we steal a car, ride alone into whitewashed road, lit by night and there is no one to call you darling at the end of it all. Our [...]