Posts
-
tribute to emily dickinson
they have taken her.
hope.
she is trapped in the great big house made of new money & keys
that open nothing anymore. it is named america.
you can hear her,
-
apple
i'll use your name. sweet nothings spill
from well-meaning mouths & shatter on concrete radiating summer sun
right back at you, perfect -- dainty -- shiny with dewdrops. they told me
-
sweet like august but it's june
outside tasting like orange fanta; beautiful.
-
limoncello
yesterday i wore jean shorts and a white shirt with lemons on it. i forgot seven times that we aren’t going back today.
-
-
perfect//imperfect
There’s a girl in my grade who cut herself last week.
Loves
-
Dear Congressman,
Dear Congressman,
The provisions of this bill are concerning, to say the least.
-
over/looking/the kid at the front/back of the classroom
your mother/ hacked together skeleton wings into two-part pieces/ bleeding stars, you thought/ neurons fizzing out/ you had all the time in the the universe/ your eyes dripped down/ the back of your spacesuit/ a so-called prodigy ghost/ acid smoke
-
Rain
On Saturday, May 3rd, 2025, at 10:40 PM, it rained a perfect rain. There was no buildup. The skies never darkened. It just happened. It was not raining before, and now it was.
-
paradoxical
the Midwest is a snake eating its own tail.
get out get out get out is the head, beating in time with the heartbeat of every new baby born in these states,
-
Misfit Kid Summer
I look at the empty kiddie pool in my backyard
In the Midwest summer
My friends used to come to my house
So they could all get in it,
But they don’t like to swim much anymore
-
lost packages
her mail and packages
stacked up
like she’s gone on vacation
like she’ll be back to pick it up
i bet if the postman knew
that the house is forever empty
he would throw it away
like it meant nothing