brown eye belly fat thin skin sometimes fem broad nose thick lip forty-four and insecure and every day i dress in my finest feelings so i lied to you about the size of my dick then asked myself if i exist at all to which you reply every time never
in a red light room i imagine myself in my mother's womb trying to return or begin again inside the walls of my own imagination i am dragon-shadow cast against the inside of nowhere burning her down for freedom when the door will do because i cannot find the light i cling to a chord anchored … Continue reading Color of Love
"even mothers cut cords to keep us from killing them and save us from death"
I. In July sun and burgundy car, I breathe 1985 in 11 year lungs, riding in silence. In our grief we bump against each other. This is kindling. This is dry wood. There is fire to burn. She has misplaced a son she never knew. And despite having his location, can never seem to find … Continue reading (Re)Consideration
i avoid your embrace for fear of immolation but today decided to die to feel the flesh melt from my bones we are grown black boys in white socks dragging feet across carpet we hide prophet smiles because we know the same secret we know that when finger meets flesh we … Continue reading Beautiful Suicide
iTongue the words with my whole mouth closed. they won't cum neither will i because i can't say the necessary incantation to banish demons i did not summon my mouth craves … Continue reading The Bone Collector
I. ||rememory|| we were star-crossed lovers in a galaxy with no moons—little stars who burned brightly in separate corners of the black. fate placed us in a cedar room with low lights and graffiti of vandals. miscreant etchings proclaiming love of forbidden things were spread across the walls like hieroglyphs of the fallen. and we … Continue reading The Book of Melvin