o lion mane and petalled armore, / you sweet corona of twist & curl...

Fruitfly [64], [76], and [77]

I ask you to toss me something heavier than your name
to hold, less perishable than the peonies stolen
fresh as bruises.

How harrowing it must be to swallow the syrupy scraps of night,
then ask for more.

I love you best
like this: sun in your hair, a heavy daze
of pollen on your eyelids.

Under the ribs, between the lungs, where no periscope lives
to view the damage of long nights spent in cold underpasses...

I grab her hand,
thinking it’s my own and tell her I’d eat it too.

I contribute glasses of water to prevent dehydration, / towels to mop up leaks on the floor, and witticisms,

I have never touched a cow or even
another man.

Field Report From Concurrent Timelines

(Or: Basketball)

What I’m saying is:

There are countless alternate realities in which Kawhi Leonard’s game seven buzzer beater against the

in davis at the ceramics conference

on the Easter Bunny’s lap
a polaroid of my heavy bangs

smiles and my mother swears
I loved that bunny so much

I wouldn’t leave the store
to visit

Wisconsin

Can we please
go back to
your uncle’s house
in Wisconsin
that was used in
the movie
Amityville Horror
the house is
definitely haunted
but beautiful
even with the
piles of dead

I have decided to hate you for 100 days
As soon as I figure out the first day

You make me cry

when you talk about her, and only now do I realize
that you never knew your mother at all,
there simply was no space for her in your crowded pocket
carrying poverty like a

To Buy

Saccharine body baby,
snot on the inside of my t-shirt like
I’m made of it, I would show up
to their house wrung out by sadness
the earth speeding up through my feet
up through the

analgesic for apostates

nosediving from the ketamine and
distracting myself from the open
wound on my back, crimson-soaked

mesh shorts and criminally cotton
mouth, the nurse flashes flawless

Sonnet

     Водопровод – человеческая мысль, связь вещей, победившая хаос, священная организация, централизация. Л. Гинзбург

Everybody finds it easy to wake up in the
morning
I seem to want to

a new matchbook

"Casual Tease" and "Aria"

Life is viciously short.

i wanna drift like they do...

a new villanelle

i always loved to keep a summerboy around...

"Hot Girl Manifesto" and "Blockbuster"

Steady State Phenomenon in Muharraq Before

This is the invention of a spectacle. The verge of fungible wealth, dirigibles
of electricity. A thunder of dust and rickshaw sermons in Muharraq