i. it is uncertain. my body is a vessel for this heart, and I begged for your eyes upon me, greedy, gluttonous and warm, in a dress that curled along my body, your hand caressing the only place I’ve known as a home, and you wanted more. I startle easy, and you wanted more. don’t … Continue reading ‘Pharmacy’



He stands beside me like unbidden desire, summertime rainfall and blueberry teeth the nook in your pack that held your xanax, a willow tree grazing the last tendrils of the dozing sun, and like sweet candy, sticking to your tongue and coating your throat and He tastes like more. He is more. • with the … Continue reading ‘Persephone’