What if We Kiss in the North Brooklyn Industrial Business Zone?
We were trying to make our way back / To the subway before sunset.
Poetry
Titivillus
No darker brew can flow / Than moonless thunder sting / Of rites which echo might.
Taylor Swift Releases ‘Midnights (3am Edition)’ or, My Friend and I Watch *That* Episode of BoJack Horseman
I was dancing around to Fearless and / Glee when eyes were set on me. At nineteen,
Gothic Pixie Bipolar Bitch
I lounge over these Victorian banisters while old family / secrets burst through every hinge in the house.
A Total Schenectady of the Heart.
My transparent invitations via pop songs shouted hoarse/ summarized my status as an ill-tuxedoed groom
you+me+everything.
All I want is you (and me and everything.)
Shaun or Sean or Shawn says you're a great friend, 2006
sunken as a memory in the ember sunset / in that small place subliminal space in your head