i dreamt of my father
windows murky from dew i put my car in reverse roll it back smoothly across the pavement a man stares with stern eyes anger fixated at...
peel back the skin
it’s so amusing how we use god for our hatred how we tie his hands to his mouth so we can speak through him don’t piss off the...
these things will pass
my father told me he didn’t recognize faggots as people that animals must pray to find forgiveness i wrote my prayers in a notebook...
wet dreams
we stood naked under fizzling street lights asking for blessings on sins we were prepared to commit hands crawled up my heart beast...
existential crisis at dennys
the waitress tells me she used to own a cow called it freezer because that’s where it went when it died when she says it was the meanest...
Becoming Lyla Dore
Becoming Lyla Dore is a captivating collection, catching its readers from the first poem and pulling us further into the strength and...