How to Train a Tiger

His predilections pronounce themselves With a Parisian accent Incongruent with his street urchin origins As he climbs fences and forages For wild cards and weak chinned women These are the sort of whores that belong On sale at the dollar store Real dubious, dime-a-dozen denizens The just what you’d expect When expectations are circumspect Backwash […]

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i used to (c. 2016)

I published this poem in 2016, on or around the time of the presidential election. I distinctly remember wrestling with an unusually ominous feeling about the future. I composed this piece to give a voice to that raw, subconscious trepidation. It feels so eerie now, all things considered. Almost like an accidental, cosmic warning. Minus […]

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si lourd | être parti

  Oh, silly love Coming here When I said, “Go” Weigh me down, oh, love Weigh me down, oh, love So heavy I fell through the earth.  

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Let Them Have It

And if the bleak are to inherit the earth? Then I say, friends, Let them have it For they shall be in fine company Among the filth and degradation Reeking of havoc The flawed machinations Of the emotionally inept Let them have it Let them have their vapid domain Of trauma and dichotomy For this […]

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woman, burning

woman,  b u r n i n g like date nights in chernobyl the noxious kisses weren’t needed and nobody reprieved it when she laid down on the core woman,  b  u  r  n  i  n  g like bullet holes in the sun the warning shots weren’t heeded and nobody believed it when she made […]

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i used to

i used to watch those shows survivalist documentaries aging caucasian man stocking his bunker with canned meat lining his helmet in tin foil the apocolyptic rambling’s society’s unraveling i used to smile at that misguided man and his foolish preparations radioactive anticipations i’d say “do gas masks come in rose colored rhinestones? if the end […]

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