They named Jane Doe Ophelia for the flowers they found sewn under her skin, autopsy rose-pungent; incision-less and blossoming. Body turned wilted terrarium. A disturbed ecosystem. In life she’d been…
Papa, you tailor your trousers with spider silk. So many bottled nectars on bronze carts flank your marble table, pour down the slender throats of your petal-gowned women. Papa, I…
Nearly all the lights were on, each illuminated window a portion of his life that wasn’t hers. No movement appeared in the front; no bodies in the space between the…
Her eyes weren’t open when the wolf came to her. Neither was her pillow damp with dreams. He entered through the spaces in between her clasped hands and the rose…
The lipstick went on in a smooth, plum stroke. G looked at herself in the mirror to check the color. She wiped it off with a tissue. The counter was…
Those cracks below the surface in the fatherland of fissures, they belong to me. Like a shaker dancing off blemishes of being, you’re my whirling state of praise for shock-receiving…
The little girl sat down to eat her banana. It was the biggest banana she had ever seen. It was the biggest banana her mother had seen. Her father said…
Aegialitid Beetle We’ve got seaweed in our hearts, said Bridget and Lev and Stanislaw all at once. They did this to see how the strangers would react. They’re very rare,…
drink me, he said, and I will show you the wild in your heart and the gold of his hair and his eyes led me to the hill where the…
I can hear him, feel him inside my secret heart. Looking up through the water, his feet hang over the jetty just above my world. We, who are blessed with…
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