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TagSad Gay Poetry
i’ve fucked the Confidence Man for confidence
Strip Rodeo
They said Asher tried to hang himself with an extension cord.
Dead Men Tell No Tales
I wanted to fuck the dead man.
OCD / Alan / Front Yard
I had no idea
how mentally ill
I really was.
The Memory Detective
You’re waking up in your car in a Target parking lot on a Sunday.
The Dachshund
“You came out of those old yellow flats next to the police station, yeah?”
NAUGY
The whole house
is fluorescent overheads,
Chester’s dad wears Bert and Ernie
slippers, eating a nugget.
5 Poems
In the car horn valley
I attend a blowout sale
the infanta
every morning began with the short trip across the village to the baker.
Rosszlányok
Miklós Horthy went to orgies
János Kádár liked leather
Ferenc Szálasi was executed
for being vanilla