Show Me the S on Your Chest
when every night terror wakes / and feeds on the ice / unchecked in your veins
JAKE
The Sky is Calling
Military or / off-world / secret, perhaps.
Did Being Neurodivergent Mean I Hated Boybands and Mondays?
‘I’m a freak, I'm a weirdo, what the hell am I doing here, I don’t belong here’ -Creep, Radiohead 1992
Film School Planet
The phantom trapped inside appeared before the critic on his couch and offered him the customary three wishes.
Richard Zenith
I’d stolen it accidentally when I lived across from LA City College from in front of an ostentatious antiques store two blocks from my studio, a dingy shop I supposed was in foreclosure but was actually holding an outdoor sale.
imperfect personification
the old dental assistant asks if i want dentures before thirty
Letter to a Young Poet
after Megan Fernandes