When Puffins Kiss
Descendent, O Father Auklet, The Spring Season bird knows land For a little while. Click. Click . Click. click click click...
Perchance to Dream
I wish this depression would lift I sift through thoughts that drift  Trying to believe that breath is a gift Gripping the sheets  ...
Yarn Ball
Maiden, yonder upmost Tallest Tower, enGlen’d + Spinning  Beauty, ne’er fair’ than earthen rarities           as cold, wet clay...
Already Gone
You are. beautiful quickmelt fallings that on molucules dance their way d o o o...
11.14
(poem abt the congruity with which beings experience) influent thoughtwave bewave current joys to sads to never dies...
And Buried
Hawthorned and berriless, How can consent forgotten primordial tongues–– [she] [to me when I’ve]...
Slow Loris
I see them —creeping through branches they know the world the world’s best-kept secret. Velvet paws, eyes wide galaxies. move...
February 30th
10:30 get jeggings 11:00 cry out to God 11:45 avocado toast for brunch 12:07 pray for the dinosaurs 1:30 margarita 2:00 drunken dumbass...
Grime
The sting of salt-bleach clings to paved stone in Shapes that echo coral— That’s beautiful The grit of granite dust clings to the bottom...
Print This Poem Anywhere
Extra extra! Copying is right Theft is love Theft is life1 Good artists copy Great artists steal The best artists ever Know how to make...
