1. let's form teams and take turns and find someone's sleep to fall into. the trains keep coming and i feel for the walls. the sky gets lower, i keep rising & rising to meet you. the city splinters under my skin ( Read more... )

i spit the lights out bulb by bulb, she takes me by the waist and tells the side of my head but you're the only one here that i and finishes muffled lips to my neck. later, they've left, i slip in & out she whispers pretty girl, her mouth opens wide i slide down deep - eleven years between us - my back arches her body shakes, we breathe and settle ( Read more... )

  they scatter my ashes sea-side, cliff-side, windblown. i wake up writing letters to you. i wake up crying. tender as the night is tender, isn't it ( Read more... )

we are full of the fury of what we would have given away and we are flooded. we are overflowing devotion, teeth like gates lips spitting back sacrifice like sacrament and we are flooded. half-aware under the fluorescent hum. and we are examined, our certainty drug-dulled with snow and sleep (what we all would have given for more of your time ( Read more... )

& honey honey, you met me here. here where i cling so close that not even the skin is enough and i find myself biting to get down to the bone, to learn the shape of a skeleton so close to my own. you have met me here. filled to the teeth with a fury to own and belong and to find you always in my corner, always in every room. filled to spilling with ( Read more... )

sending weather reports over the wires like sally tomato in harvard square -- i am both cities, the river, inconsolable, the bus stop and the one-way street. a valentine in november, pavement-bound & paper-thick, underdressed & inescapable like not even light -- the space and time between us and i have never worn a watch. & my bones ache with all ( Read more... )

my grandmother used to promise me she'd teach me how to pray and when she'd drink she would promise me anything, everything, anything i wanted. my grandfather held out hope for jerusalem and now at one, two am, i wonder what that means and why no one ever asked ( Read more... )

these days these nights i don't sleep, i carve GLORY GLORY into sheets of plastic and when the sun starts to rise i take to the porch with my gym shorts and messy hair and smoke cigarettes for whoever won't walk by. the hours slip & the blade slips, the powder in piles & piles & i lay on the wooden floor bleeding out irreproachable. this vigil: if ( Read more... )

last night i dreamt that i was bleeding and everyone, everyone was watching. behind half-walls and they were waiting for me while she sprawled at my side measuring my sins against her own - the length of our legs - and they were all watching, my skin covered with this wet red & this weight that they wanted. she was the only one i would talk to and ( Read more... )

i got off the bus and took this city on foot, this city that would swallow me whole like a snake in its mouth if i'd let it, full-circle. if i'd give it the chance i walked over the water (sky sucking down towers) again, i can save you. as neon signs are my witness -- all day they asked if i was sick so i laughed and i lied through the gap in my ( Read more... )