School Shooter’s Girlfriend
I didn’t go to high school.
I stayed with the janitor instead.
He kept me in the boiler room.
I was a kind of pet, I guess.
My Dream Date With Mr. Suicide
My Dream Date With Mr. Suicide
I dream of a suicide by sniper. In the end, that would be my preferred method of ending it all. One well-placed shot from out of nowhere placed th
Still Life, With Sharks Circling
Still Life, With Sharks Circling
Daddy’s head was like a jack-in-the-box out of which a
second head might pop. You could sense the tension in his
crank. Mommy put us to bed li
I Climbed the Hill Beneath You
I Climbed the Hill Beneath You
I devoted my time to watering a dead stick back then. I was
trying to raise an enchanted forest in my closet. I guess I
wasn’t thinking too cle
White Dog Mambo
White Dog Mambo
I wear an ankle bracelet to suggest my damage. You might
want to check your mouth for moths. Does it make sense
for your tongue to be where it is? Mile after m