Wednesday, February 13, 2013

4am

in my bedroom, dissecting fireflies, but when you cut them open
then the light goes out

Thursday, January 31, 2013

Problems with horizontal.

thirteen-thirtyfive
a word for this state of malnorishment for,
abrupt clarity
the most tender thing

Monday, January 28, 2013

entirely different but in madness all the same

I press my fingertips against my eyeballs as my computer whirrs into life. There aren’t enough Mondays in the week to describe how I feel this morning.

This means something entirely different to me than it does to you.

Wednesday, January 9, 2013