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The Fruit Fly is In A Sentimental Mood
After Morgan dipped out, the fruit fly moved into my apartment in Columbia Heights D.C. to live with me.
Facets of the Gemstone in the Pocket of my Raincoat
Everything been going away from me a long time, like a ripple.
Mute Burn / Eulogy
I went to the shed. I hadn’t planned to.
The Most Memorable Day in U.S. History
Kevin spent nights alone in his bedroom working on his moves.
5 Poems
Does your brain know a way to the end?
Concorde
Knew I was pregnant the morning after the Frenchman fucked me.
goatfucker
Is this what you want? Is this what you’re into?
sometimes transphobia is beautiful
my life ended the day i saw that pink, maybe purple-haired, “girl”.
5 Poems
A bona-fide presidential candidate visited our pueblo
many years ago
Cover Letter / Never Unsubscribing / Not A Fit
I am writing to express my genuine excitement at the prospect of not killing myself!