dove or vulture

i can no longer

tell the difference

*Published by Five Fleas (Itchy Poetry) on 12/14/24

all that remains in a bang the concept of a violet

*Published by Five Fleas (Itchy Poetry) on 12/14/24

gunshot

and you thought he asked

for some sweet permission

*Published by dadakuku on 12/17/24

blink & all roads converge into a comma

*Published by Five Fleas (Itchy Poetry) on 12/14/24

all this dusk burning my story

*Published in Five Fleas (Itchy Poetry) on 6/25/24

ossify

and all i felt was the slowly

exploding bomb in my face (a fairly

inconsequential setback, perhaps)

*Published by dadakuku on 7/8/24

and maybe it was too hard

for you

to stop the ivy

from spreading

from choking off

the oak

*Published by Five Fleas (Itchy Poetry) on 6/25/24

solstice or the inferno of same same

*Published by Five Fleas (Itchy Poetry) on 6/25/24

so you crush moonlight

i too

fight the past tense

*Published by Five Fleas (Itchy Poetry) on 6/2/24

lorem ipsum

the forests

i have created

the forests

i cannot burn

*Published by Five Fleas (Itchy Poetry) on 6/2/24

everything is on fire

or not. the water remains in the same damn

decimal place

*Published by dadakuku on 6/1/24

it's like when

a song slowly weaves itself

into your body

your bones

do you accept? you hear

what? you may ask

the gift of being unraveled

and respun into something more

like when the night

gives birth to a sky full of stars

or when we set fire

to a pantheon of unholy gods

*Published by Skyway Journal on 5/25/24

i'm here

said the crow to the dagger to the worms who

ate

you

in

(side)

out

*Published by dadakuku on 5/16/24

the ways we hate why the moon hides

*Published by Five Fleas (Itchy Poetry) on 3/9/24

a human

but also

an orchid

*Published by Five Fleas (Itchy Poetry) on 3/9/24

to feel peace

again

poppies bloom

*Published by Five Fleas (Itchy Poetry) on 3/9/24

soft rain

i give myself

permission to fail

*Published by Haikuniverse on 3/13/24

a lobster boiling, unaware

of course

death has many names

*Published by Five Fleas (Itchy Poetry) on 3/9/24

saw(dust)

but then you remember the taste of ginger

how it felt upon your tongue

*Published by dadakuku on 3/6/24

prison math

i was 17

& you were 28

*Published by Five Fleas (Itchy Poetry) on 12/31/23

choke

look at that rose

look at it

burning alive

*Published by dadakuku on 12/18/23

not sorry

the freedom

in saying

just that

*Published by Five Fleas (Itchy Poetry) on 12/6/23

just a nickel

for the hounds of hell & here

take all the rain in me

*Published by dadakuku on 10/31/23

foxglove

as if life could ever

be dull

*Published by Scarlet Dragonfly Journal on 9/17/23

if only my lungs could cleave each clove

*

then the dawn is nothing more than a particle of an orchid

*

in the bark of a tree like a comma

*

sage or magenta you pick the cause of deceit

*

could pass for gold the charred sea of lust

*Published in the 2023 edition of Under the Basho (PostKu section)