hints on health
Sofia Banzhaf
hints on health
you touched my skin
in the crowded afternoon
my blood like a bloom
warm and erected
our bodies are useless
in winter
my need for excess
diminishes to the pursuit
of damp
It only took Kyle a few days to make his confession about the other woman. It took nine months for him to tell me he couldn’t ride a bike.
10,000 Whale Facts
Fact one: the whale loves you. Male whales sing to solve their loneliness,
some twenty-minute songs. You can hear their serenade from miles
away. Shall we be dragged to the
hints on health
you touched my skin
in the crowded afternoon
my blood like a bloom
warm and erected
our bodies are useless
in winter
my need for excess
diminishes to the pursuit
of damp
They said that Xianrenzhang took your heart because she didn’t have her own. She was looking for one that was just the right size, not too big and not too small, that she could slot into the cavern in her chest.
sadness dies badly like a waiting room plant
every body is mostly water
and will still only sink or float
it’s so maddening
it takes me two hours to finish
an apple
sometimes the human in
Confession 8: Your first semester at community college was supposed to be a fresh start.
Hector loved, loved, loved having a black friend, but he could never admit it.
crazy horse
half full heavy
whipping cream in their drywall construct
see me mob hammer ?
smack dab middle of july
i ask and clam up
that thunder is new to me
racking up the bill
instead
Britney’s People
Britney is a crystal swan born from a cave where they manufacture crystal swans. Britney’s People are her protectors. No people are as important as Britney’s People because it is
The quietness of No Frills was unnerving. The sound of wheels and the buzzing of the lights overhead filled Xiu's ears.
Sometimes I imagine I’ll get a long email from her, explaining why, when a family reunion stopped her from coming on the trip, she gave up on our friendship. Did I somehow offend her?
Lonely t4t Action Playlist:
1. I Could Use a Hug by Girls Rituals
https://blacksquares.bandcamp.com/album/im-desperate
2. Recovery Girl by Recovery
What am I doing on a train to Philadelphia?
My mother is a GODDESS
frick park @ night
the stag runs away from me
chooses instead the busy thoroughfare
lesser of two evils i guess
smoking the disfigured joint
Margaret rolled me i wrap
Fragrance
I never lost what I had out of eye the piano minded surplus or acheless weather what ever the
night still oily with a personality is there is no sense
Brains, when they are fried, don’t taste mushy and soft. They are tender and flavorful, like most battered things.
CRYSTAL THINKING
Dream logic gets my sober companion drunk
Vomiting silver in the private beehive of our wagon
I went to the cemetery and played you a too-fast solo
Mud seeped in the ass of my
... at Stereo, you never had to ask “where’s the love,” because it was everywhere, in everyone, even the atmosphere...
The moon came out, riding on a motorbike, his head hatted, silver-blue, attached.
“We found the calf box,” she tells your grandmother on the phone. “Not a scratch on it. Yeah, we found it in what used to be the living room.”
We compiled our snacks and made for the playhouse basement.
The story has hit an obstacle or maybe a dead end. It’s not a dead end, exactly, but it is an overdrawn bank account.