How are you?
poetry
Providence
On January 10th I delivered my grandmother’s eulogy. Six days later my godfather passed away. And hours after battling some nightmare combination of food poisoning, exhaustion and flu, I lost my voice. What did I say? What did I leave out? She reminded me…when you moved away it got hard to hear you. But then…Read more Providence
Break Threw
Belle and Arrow A good summer will do that Break her Break through Knock you for a loop We never see tower moments coming Come over Rise up Fall down Cut Threw all the bullshit Across the room Against the wall Under the armor Wild animals Clawing In the entryway hall Howl Scream Bleed Rinse…Read more Break Threw
Fell
As we followed the footpath into the towering grove, I told him I’d slept there once though I’d use the word sleep lightly. Much like the bamboo, arms and limbs and torsos swaddled in spirals like unpredictable breezes. Shifting light broke the silence of shadows from between the curtain of leaves over restless bodies. In…Read more Fell
O
O God O Him Offered the death of innocence Elohim Out of obedience Buried in the silence of shame Lived in the tomb of this body for years O God O Him Taken again behind the altar O God O Him Felled in pools Of tears, blood, vomit, piss When lying Was no longer an…Read more O
Skin Hunger
Epidermal armor That’s what bones are for Some mothers don’t get to numb the pain Bleeding out Pleading in The existential ache of existing Empty forks Fucking over spacious plates Shifting the once familiar Hollowed ground Of a sacred dream We’ve yet to wake To yearn To burn scream, touch, taste, feel See you’re all…Read more Skin Hunger
Drift
Fell into Shore You fell into me Parched Water Mosely Wotta Fella Fell her Little sapling Sisters You always shit on the downtown Nothing was ever good enough Even the hole you stole Bored empty drowning Wet Bet on you Bed her down There is no current In a lake I got too tired Of…Read more Drift
Born in Providence 