I gave my iPhone Pepto-Bismol
it protested
Poetry
my big ol’ day of self-pity
(wanker)
Ode to Staying
Ricky looks good in white.
Quantum Theory as Third Person Bio.
This bitch has wings.
Red gate and horse shit
We don’t make
eye contact.
Hacking Back
we stand in alleys trading blood
for a signal, for an upload, hands raw
Poem About A Fictional Story I Told My Girlfriend
For Ifeoluwa