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.
JAKE
Met God in the Backseat of a Ford Fiesta Behind a Dumpster
God’s always watching.
Dreamscapes with Elvis
Last night Elvis / was again in my mother's dream.
It Isn’t Going to be a Bedroom Time Machine
For Ellie. You will find it. You will, you will, you will.
butter Flies
Flies know death. The cold carcass of the body a grand hiding place from the seasons.
Three Sleeping Steeples
A Prose Poetry Triptych
WHAT LOVE MEANS TO ME
CW: implied homo/transphobia, shitty parenting, suicidal ideation