Aubade with frat flu
There’s another version of this in which we / wake up in this beautiful light, follow / songbirds to class.
JAKE
2AM Sonnet About Anne Marie Oomen as God
I hold a shovel, ask if this is real, / like essays. She says sure.
Running Against the Wind: Disabled Masculinity and the Vicious Cycle of Sport
I’ve been looking at myself in the mirror above the sink.
Get In Losers, We’re Cosplaying as Christine McVie in 1979 All Summer
I’m wearing a denim dress and big aviator sunglasses like Christine in one of the Tusk recording sessions outtake videos.
inside you there are two wolves
yes, you're supposed to lean back on the glasscold mirror, covering one eye with hydrantorange hair so flatironed and stinking of sulfur.
How I Became the God of Crows
It would have been inconsequential if it’d happened to anyone else, except it happened to me, and I don’t lose things.
Met God in the Backseat of a Ford Fiesta Behind a Dumpster
God’s always watching.