this is how you remember high school a dreamed-up kiss, too tight clothes & claustrophobic skin, the world spiraling into sense, the chemistry of falling out of love, the wingless phoenix struggling to fly, multiplying loneliness, the certainty of being... Continue Reading →
Bad Girl Love you always liked slicked, slender arms around you and torn jeans from the old movies, which you’ve stashed beneath the mattress, along with empty cigarette packets and mutilated pulp magazines. the men you loved took your childhood... Continue Reading →
Poetry Breakfast 