It was bad today.

I stood in Trader Joe’s two hours

written in the season of cattle mutilation

each morning i go online & look at pictures of pretty girls in new york city.

I feel sexy / as a sheared sheep 

in the mirror the face you see yourself | I’m so fucking good at this | the eye is an aleph and every place is you

what to do with this boyfriend sized chasm?

on a quest for boobs / i become evil

Sun on the creases of someone I love, shadows cut / our funny surface.

Always those who wreak havoc having their way.

And the rubber women were melting / Like gum on the hot pool deck

you can build the fist into a exclamation point

crumple my stupid heart / a thing of wire and feathers

You’re so beautiful I see that everything is beautiful. A mudslide. A wound. A dead raccoon.

Best time to buy a bra / is right before the moon finishes / milking itself

Our bones 
are always grinning.

my mother finds the name water / sweating blue cloud hairs

Addicted to this feeling / mitochondria eat your television

Run to him,
it urged. Drop to your knees

I AM NOT TAYLOR SWIFT

Today I almost caved and drank.
My new dog has an ulcer
He needs eye drops
Created with his own blood
administered twice daily
I will be in Mexico - Dia De Los

I am at such peace but I take a beat
to pause, that’s all, to feel so full, hearted, set.

coyotes marauding in
waves of slaughter & i’m
jealous of the way

I intimidate men

With my intensity

Please don’t be scared of me

remember when i ruined dinner by taking a bone saw to my sternum?

i turned out alright

Passenger princess, king behind the wheel