COV(ERT)19

stalkers arrive when the blood is thin when our rivers are undamned and banks flooded arrive when our bodies are beautifully colored and the jailed up is under control they are small like white lies, like open secrets with mysterious origins we might never know who gives birth to a murderer they are flesh-eaters who … Continue reading COV(ERT)19

the burnt pieces

she baked her love in a cake. i remember it in a dimly lit dining room with candles bright enough to burn me me down. i have two scars, one on each buttock. one from a lit firecracker my sibling stuffed into my back pocket, burning me down.  he gave me the other with pliers … Continue reading the burnt pieces

(poem for norman)

i sat in my room alone, with the chatterbox blues talking the day away with my invisible friend mother, passing the door asked who you talking to? norman, mama ... just norman she knew of fat bearded white men in december beautiful bunnies in april witches, ghouls, and goblins in october and good intentions fixed … Continue reading (poem for norman)

Stargazer

glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling are nightly reminders you were mother of many goddess king who made him know darkness is not the death of vision you flung stars into popcorn a confetti of love to conquer the boogeymen of a child but not me for months i have stargazed from the bed we now share in … Continue reading Stargazer