the feast (part one)

the monster climbs on top of you

and you let it

place the pillow over your head

it’s a game

the monster coos

but in your mind you know

there is no game

*

dilate

at times

the only comfort

i had

was the shadow

in my bed

*Published in Issue no. 22 of Anti-Heroin Chic

 the feast (part two)

the monster

has a skin suit and tie

the monster

pays its bills on time

but the monster

only desires

your pre-

pubescent flesh

*

resignation

i told the shadow

come closer

what else could i

call home?

*Published in Issue no. 22 of Anti-Heroin Chic

 freedom

your income

your marital status

your level of education

doesn’t matter

in the church

of this meeting

you are an addict

like all of us

*Published in Issue No. 18 of Anti-Heroin Chic

diode

heavy is the

unseen wine bottle

when the earth is burning

burning and dying

lead are my arms and legs 

now tell me how

i can fly with the wings

you say i have

there are an infinite

number of sides to me

and all are confusing

in my gut

i know there are

luminous constellations

and if i raise

my heels high enough

i can weave

their fingers with mine

*Published in Issue No. 18 of Anti-Heroin Chic

 anti-eulogy

you weren’t

supposed to

feed me

amaretto liquor

until i

blacked out

when i

was underage

and if

you didn’t

know that

before this

i’m telling

you now

*Published in Issue No. 18 of Anti-Heroin Chic