Kafka’s reincarnated as a wasp and he’s playing squash against my window pane; a car horn keeps beeping its repetitive tune in mourning the duke of Marlborough’s barricaded It’s wide music variety Once catered the emotionally stunted The Saturdays reliant on fosters tops to embellish their champagne supernova in mr bright side It now sits […]
“Would you believe it if someone told you I was the daughter of Mark Ruffalo?” “Why?” Because there’s a little girl in me that died too fast. She burned to ashes and rose into an adult, a guardian for her brother and the family dog. For so long, “dad” was synonymous with “damned.” Everyone asks […]
Golden warmth, earthy scents
/Exuberance in every brush /stroke, a tactile kind of /sensuousness
/Enveloped the woman…
Your skin has a special kind of /supple like a
/Plum taut with ripeness that one /pinch is enough
/To induce rapture…
Before it gets too convoluted let us backtrack and go back to counting
/One,
/Two,
/Threes…
Crumbly old wounds infested by /breeding beetles
/Shards of chandelier and wine /glasses and glass plates lodged /into her yellowed wedding dress…
soil.
My mother told me I could never let go of a baby pink comb. /An aeroplane skimming over a cloud, soft as the foam of milk…
google:
/is it strong enough?
/this is a transatlantic
/call…
This is my first murder and I need a smoke. Homicides in New Woods are as rare as snowfall in Jamaica. I spend most days at the office listening to a tinny Nina Simone on my Nokia and finding new smoking spots by the police station. The newspaper here is incredibly thin; lost cat articles […]
these cobblestone streets
/are clunky beneath me.
/something doesn’t sit right
/but it all looks so
/beautiful…
The vague, open broadness of abstract emotions — love, envy, loneliness — makes them slippery subjects to encapsulate in writing. How can one distil or display, accurately, the complexity of something like love in a single text?
i am not let in/just yet.
/the asian receptionist
/chews up
/the seed of my french…
Every footstep / Steeped in spider webs / Swept; snapped …
She stepped out of /
Galeries Lafayette /
That soft and supple girl …
