you can never go back you can always go back. i believed that when i was eighteen when i didn't know some flashbacks were forever though they never let you in when i didn't realize that even if love changes its face it never changes its name you can always call it by name when i didn't know that emotions could incinerate could sculpt me to my ...
the earthquake's over aftershocks rip me apart sweetly his first kiss on my lips thirteen years later my butt still burns: "it's my turn now" screw the parents the last islet cell gave up 20 years ago insulin keeps her alive pompeii's ashes have moved to new york thick black lines 9.0 on the richter scale pale breathy ...
don't want you to be there don't want you to see me peeking around from behind some tree if i listen in when someone's laughing that's my business not yours 'cause you made me cry. stay away from my funeral stay away from my life they're one and the same it's all love and strife. don't want you to be there don't want you to see if i ever ...
when did you start when did we stop now you preface every description of a run-in at the mall at the bus stop (in your mind) with "i'm not being racist don't they know better their blood my gloves i savedtheday" it's been forever since this phone was blind you say it's just a description but i miss hearing about people their dreams and joys, your daughters; ...
4:30 a.m. Saturday. "Your brother was 14 today." "Oh no." "Don't worry about it; he had to remind your mom; you're fine." Could? I be more sleepy. We rambled on: classes next week, child support hearings. The noises of settling in, turning over, rearranging pillows. A shadowy black image, wrought with multitudinous curves. In the center, a shapely blank. "You're the missing piece of my puzzle," I pronounced, ...
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