Millions of Americans have been affected by identity theft. It’s probably the greenhouse gases.
Live the rest of your life from one worst case to another.
Lights on the dashboard spell out “You still can’t kiss me”
He has stories that I am not in anymore. It’s healed this way.
Ma wrings a wet world of colors
We found in his suitcase T-shirts, his siddur, gifts he bought for his grandchildren…
Long after midnight, we’re talking about our first time
I am still waiting for the lion
it’s touch-and-go with me and weddings
we drove on through the blue seal of morning as the turbines turned and winked out their hearts
The collective failure of ethical standards
and then her eyes fully opened — blazed through with strands of mud
Just starlight and some small scribbling across vinyl.
here is the sky in stop motion, flickering, a still shot in monochrome
Ghosts for hire, whispers in her mouth, cysts to feel, the symmetry of a gift.
Now that the Israeli has left, it falls on me to make the salad.
my love is a glass shard, a knife made of madness and moonlight, and there are already way too many fragments in this house
you quit wearing pants loaf around your yard in hole-nipped panties
I imagine that undressing a color, though, would be so much like peeling a memory away from the grey and the white matter of your brain.
It recommended soft porn, as gentle prodding and petting parent to parent might calm and soothe the kid.