Georgia O’Keeffe made at least 20 / different paintings or drawings / of the same / door / but it’s different every time / because a...

my favorite part is when he holds his breath for a day, his body a bullet trying to tear the fabric of the world and succeeding, his body...

“I once smuggled vodka into church in a “Jesus saves” sports bottle.” - Bree Van de Kamp I walk home with the fire hydrants raining for...

in the backseat of a honda civic i pray for the yellow roses already mushrooming between my fingers: may flowers grotesquize in the...

It has been 4 weeks and we are already celebrating our 5-month anniversary. This queer love moves in dog years only because no...

I like the feel of grass, little paint brushes up my arms and legs and the back of my neck. I giggle like hehehe and mama says my nose...

Look at how lowbrow the sky has become. The opera has closed, leaving tenors gasping. The museums have sold off their holdings, and the...

At the farm stand a woman is coughing, coughing, coughing, laying down a trail of fever that will track her for days until it kills her....

When I look hard at the light and shade of prismatic sunsets, I never catch the colors real poets detect. They describe puce, ecru,...

while standing in her father’s garden. God at her ear, billhook in her palm. The angels just wanting to watch. Bangs being far too...

let's take away my roots. let’s make me a generic girl with a generic flower name and maybe make a joke or two about that–– about how you...

The driver on the way here joked about Bundy, how he could be a serial killer with a little more eyebrow, and he laughed and laughed and...

Golden Shovel from the Access Hollywood tapes Girl, this is how you die the first time. Just ten minutes behind a locker. This kiss could...

How come there aren’t any black ghosts? When we die, we’re dead. There’s no floating through decrepit houses, no possessing of living...