Category: Poetry
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I YELL AT MY DEMONS THROUGH A MEGAPHONE
“AND THE DEMONS SAY HEY WHAT UP I HOPE YOU’RE FEELING SPECTACULAR AND OF COURSE I’M NOT, I’M SCREAMING”
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alert and oriented times four
“feel this city skyline, its beautiful body and us rib-spilt all over the rooftop. tongues groping the distant lights – somewhere, a mother we pretend not to miss.”
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custodian of the breath
“Custodian of the breath whispering through veins and torn toenails put your ear to the dust, i’m told, for it spells our future”
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Diego
“on a street corner, in eugene, selling books on enlightenment, but this is enlightenment—your awareness of all that is until it dissipates”
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Telephone Call at 3 AM
“A telegram from beyond the grave / a tele-phone call at 3AM / Morse code pinging out from the vast network of the world’s worn out plumbing”
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Mud on Mud
“Let me tell you, my midsoles are soaked. I’ve discovered how a ‘you’ can equal a total absence. “Achoo” goes the local strongman and everybody’s back breaks.”
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After watching The Bear I become a Korean woman chef
“Someone asks me where we source our meat. They come in fully clothed wearing shades. The guts of a deer are not problematic. Food isn’t about being classy, it’s about whether you can make someone feel the dead inside.”
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Everything Except the Exit
“i believe in my country’s gore & what it has written out of mercy, but nothing made out of mercy rehearses the language of filth.”
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Please Psalm / Car Sickness
“I want feel-you-talking-against-my-body close I want enough shaking divinity to buzz my teeth to tuning forks searching for your note there are these creaks and exhales deflating me into scrawling bodies between calls”