Driving on a dirt road,
the sun, a brazen signal...

Loneliness-
lukewarm milk dozing off at the bottom of my mug...

I never know how to act when
the walls don’t shake...

The lonely bones of a realist
are trapped beneath emblems, analogies, and...

You sped over my tracks
without realizing you are not safe...

She's never been a beggar, until mental health...
her mortar walls, inadvertently producing a...

It can take one day
for winter to freeze...

I tattoo you from the light; I pray for you into
the night. There is danger in this -- my bedside...

You brought forth liquid to my heart,
melting the solid that had closed faith...

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I chose to live among dead voices...

I never remember the nights
being this unbearably long...

You prowl through my blood,
vicious, but maybe that is my...