hunger by way of mutilation

across all four walls  - sprawling - is a black emptier than tar. sometime or so i forgot it. and being suspended in a depthless space does something to a body. so the hunger became something else too. he came carrying a narrow-necked bottle, asking me to empty it. i held it between finger and… Continue reading hunger by way of mutilation


NaPoWriMo 9

rub the truth against the roof of your mouth. roll it between thumb and finger, and hear the way it falls apart. if it doesn’t smoke it. if it does roll again. the cost of building a house is almost the same anywhere, its the cost of the land that changes. ~ “look, sunflower” you say “look,… Continue reading NaPoWriMo 9