A black hole blossomed in my heartDevouring my lungs and arteriesWithin my ribcage it unravels veinsSlowly- without anguishJust strange sadness,A haun..
The tires of our tired stationwagon ground over glass and scattered trash as we pulled into the parking lot of the leasing office. As soon as the car..
Tendons crawling beneath skinPulling fingers like puppetsMake dull drum-beats on fleshInnocuous as serpentsFalse-sleeping in waitFor a motive, a last ..