and lethargy like a lazy guillotine
endlessly slices off my head
Author: dust
August 19, 2017
you like the sun
slick flesh with sweat
and musk
August 18, 2017
in the gentle rain
the world shimmies
August 17, 2017
the voices of the office
are not the voices of the sea
we speak differently
August 16, 2017
early morning light
like mother’s breath
wakes
August 15, 2017
the curve of the aloe leaf
repeats
the curve of the front walk’s edge
August 14, 2017
The ground sank
and the foundation of the porch
cracked.
