If the Internet doesn't drain all the money soon I will kool myself )for real 

I found a wallet today that contained $200, some credit cards, and some family pictures—my family now.

Blood dots my eyelids as the

pewter waves drag you under.

We only know how to give
ourselves to each other when
we're anyone other than ourselves

Your wrist veins distinct next to your wedding band.

It isn't until you pass under a lamp post or are mercifully illuminated by the brakelights of a car that you spring back to life.

Dream Dust

This place is famous for shits and giggles. A real crapshoot throwing the dog ball. You never know where you land. Good luck, they say, if it splats you. Don’t open yr mouth. You’ll

Say thank you
for what they’ve done: the late night call
to AAA, the five spot for a hot dog, the cups
of coffee & scones

The fantasies I’ve been having
Are so awful

We slithered up toward the moaning highway and saw it was being tongued by stretched headlights.

I have come to teach you love / and the solitude that comes / with ultimate strength.

I want to perform for you, pretend to be good enough for you.

but at no point 

does God say 

to a golden calf

“eat lead bitch”

Listen: I promise you soft vowels forever
Hold fast to this butterfly mouth.

I carried Roman water
like a trickster god, for miles
underground

I think I’ve lost the practiced falseness of what it means
to be impossibly young. The fingernail moon
hangs over the welt on my goosepimpled thigh. Where
does the world go when not inside me?

At Cici’s, I was a God.

your sister tried
to drown me

I LOVE FUNYUNS!

I’m bewildered. 

Those onion-flavored, 
puffed up rings always
the last offering of the 
vending machine.
They are waiting on
my gentle tearing.

PepsiCo is more

we forgive nothing
we forget nothing
we just ignore it
wasn’t that always
the problem?

So beautiful I say
About the moon on my app

I hadn’t notified Interview magazine abt it
I hadn’t tweeted abt it either
I wasn’t post alt lit
Or a genius

The Girl Who Loves to Clean

The girl had a messy childhood. It was littered with loud noises and tons of shouting. Sometimes these were happy sounds: the scream of excitement tumbling down the

The

Idol said

Taking risks is the most important

Thing an artist can do

waking up with
the desire to lay here
to look around the room
and notice things