Neoliberal Prayer #1: Bedtime Prayer
Dear Lord, / I ask not for / riches or wealth,
Poetry
Neoliberal Prayer #3: Prayer to Saint Alexa
ALEXA! CONTINUE RECORDING!
When Are You Free
The lake’s schedule was more fluid,
/ naturally, but we squeezed in the time,
The Jewel on Main
It wasn't your liver, though we had bets whose was worse. The odds always in favour that you’d never go first. It wasn't your heart though it's been broken many times. And it wasn’t your sugar from drinking outside the lines.
An Eighty-Year Joke
And there's so little time to / even consider it with all of the / living we need to take care of.
Afterparty
I just wanted to tell you that the kind stranger who held my hair back at the end of the night got quite a mouthful about how lovely I think you are.
When Meteorologists are Seers Every Cloud is an Omen
I think it's more likely I'll scoop up stones & save them in my shoes