I want to save myself from anger, To look in the mirror and not see you behind me, In me, silver eyes swollen with light. You’re so fake. You’re always screaming at me Through the television Through the interwebs Through the stereo turned down, and… Read More
We are undone not at but by the seams, which bind us only to betray.
1. Comfort: Not a song, but a siren. 2. The uncomfortable man leaps; the comfortable man falls. 3. It’s no use killing yourself if you really want to die. 4. Death is just an ugly word for change.
Pressed to the lens, I reply: When I am blue, I am the sweetness of the sky spread over toast. My tongue is a clarinet and my heart is a sieve. I am delicious and sad. When I am green, I lie on the bottom… Read More
Some toast is better charred, That factory bread, Unedified, white-washed, Grains rolled smooth as asphalt, With nothing left to burn But cynicism.