Stellar Jay
The people were looking askance at the wind
JAKE
Palingenesis
on the platform / he stands to be / reckoned with
Ryan Texts Me
Not as in the vowels. /
I don’t think they know about those.
i dot my eyes with stars
at home the phone rings but never for me.
Hospital Beds
I teach my son to dance
I’m Sorry for Your Loss
I busy myself at the buffet table, straightening dishes of soggy pasta salad and toothpick-skewered salami cubes.
Ten Easy Steps to Creating Your Own Religion, Being Your Own God, and Staying a Step Ahead of AI
ChatGPT will write these steps anyway.