Spinning
2am toilet bowls: / the stars whipping / cartwheels off;
JAKE
Spineless
I swam. I dove under, let go of the float and remembered my body. I’ve been obsessed with invertebrates and wanted to be spineless. I came back to the surface and swam to the concrete retaining wall at the edge of the lake to pull myself out of the water.
Support Group for Miracle Survivors
There were sympathetic yawns; everyone had heard all this before.
Surviving the Forest
Perhaps it is my subconscious telling me to die in the pines and the snow, better than to die alone in the root cellar, where tossed-out tools are ornaments that shine and sing.
Gun Circus at the Civic Center
Oh, fuck, will there be guns!
At Least Crows Plot Their Recklessness
within me, maybe, when mother asked where did this all start?
Have You Ever Been Asked To Leave An Airport Chili’s?
Tell me where to go, what to do / when I get there. Just bring me / best practice, nothing that will blur