Category Archives: Poetry
You’re An Old Love
I pick you up and put you down again, when I am weary of trying new things, or frightened of new things. Palm on your spine, thumbs spreading you. My eyes dart across what I have seen a dozen dozen … Continue reading
All Your Secrets
The slick that is the blood between us a redblack of wet where I have given birth to idea and cancer alike that eats my lungs and my heart if I were faced with you, I would put you down … Continue reading
I Still Got Wings
If she was the original sinner, damned for knowing, I imagine she won’t mind that growing — cynicism in her veins the gathering mistrust of everything she was supposed to love as it crumbles into dust flaming sword aside She … Continue reading
I Would Be Fed
Occasionally I see you, and I want to peel your skin away and wear it. I would make a gorgeous you, but I would get to keep all of my insides. I like my insides best, but I like your … Continue reading
Declare You As Constant
If I were to scorn you, it would be blasphemy; the spirit into which I’ve been born again allows nothing but surrender to your holy lips, your fertile, divine tongue. A thousand thousand times I dreamt of your wet mouth … Continue reading