Tag Archives: hurt

Outlet

Posted on May 15, 2018 by

Kiss my shame, she said, the moistened outlet to my sealed-in history, run your tongue, but gentle now, gentle, over my heart-shaped booboo, make it sing, as if the moon, a secret maestro, was drawing the most beautiful notes from … Continue reading →

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Pearl

Posted on March 29, 2018 by

Drowned at a young age, angel to a sunken arc– find her pearl-diving.

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Breathing Lessons

Posted on February 18, 2018 by

   One night Anya and I were hanging out in my living room. My father was in Atlantic City. My mother was dead. Had been for almost three years at that point.    Anya and I had the place to … Continue reading →

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