Foliate Oak Literary Magazine

My poem North has been published with Foliate Oak Literary Magazine. Click on the picture and you’ll be redirected to their site.

Carnivore

There is a carnivore alive inside of you when you stare at me without blinking, I can hear what you are trying not to think, like an abundance of greed caving in all around you, it echoes in your eyes     …..     there is no free will / the indents in our…

Hybrid Florae

You left your handwriting on a restroom wall in fuchsia ink,grimy prints from blood bitten lips       Damon & Soto, quickto fashion James Dean – if he were bougainvillea and lacedhis own lungs with hybrid florae You’re as dirty as the street corner      I’m impatient,anticipating what impulsive words you’ll soil next, tripping…

Publication Update | 4

Multiple poems have been picked up by Terror House Magazine – and will be published Friday November 9th at 3pm EST @ terrorhousemag.com Hypnos Dark Labour Buzzards 1995 You can read the poems now at this link courtesy of Terror House Magazine

Publication Update | 3

Four pieces of mine are soon to be published within the upcoming months…   “Capote” and“Unknown Things” – North of Oxford – TBP on November 15th   “From Your Feet” – Pamplemousse at Northern Vermont University – TBP in their next Issue (Vol. 4, No. 2)   “Fourteen Different Sighs” – Breadcrumbs Magazine in Brooklyn -TBP this December as Breadcrumb #444

Poem of the Month | October

A Darkness in Heat   See me – a pasture of dry gold, wilde howling fire, sticky in cinder and smoked with honey melted prints imprinted to my posture and when arranged right – come alive, can be dangerous, prints can become words served up in antiquated teapots and a lost dream like the eves…

Poem of the Month | August

Whose Hustle I look like the homeless, in Grateful Dead in unbrushed, in dingy coffee mug and the same native man makes five trips around the block selling silver and onyx, peeking in store windows, asking me if I’m interested I can respect the hussle, but dont make me yell at you about my fucking…

Poem of the Month | May

Rubble Girl   I had written this somewhere, on a napkin I think   “I am the underground”, I say, as I am rubble, as I forget to mention that I detonate into existence to a whistle of bats, the rev of my mutation, I upgrade,   Pick myself up every day, meet my barrier,…

Black Brooklyn, Bad Baby

The cover for my upcoming book. So excited and relieved to have this chapbook completed! As of now, there is no official release date as I am currently working on submissions. However, an ebook will be available in the coming weeks. For now, you can sample some of the books poems at the following link!…

Poem of the Month | April

That Song, Like Everything, is About You   You’ve described them to me, and now I don’t know how to listen to music without knowing cock size and kinks. Maybe every song is about you, but it’s not romantic and I’m only slightly more than half interested in the story. I love you, but do…

Publication Update | 2

A poem of mine titled (de)materialize has been published by Glasgow Review of Books. Follow the link and my poem is the third/last poem on the page. If you love them poem, please share this post – or if you have an account you can reblog it on tumblr. Thanks everyone for your continued support!

Poem of the Month | March

Anamasis I fill the backstage with cobwebbed footwork, dressed like a dead end and painted for performance – I fill the backstage with a glare, I pop the top of a can of coke as a leather jacket fondles me with faded tattoos and the adhesive hands of a Brit who swears across stadiums everyone…

Poem of the Month | January

(de)materialize If a woman wants to vanish                   she can Abolish the fetish of skin, to skin, to skin Contact                dematerialize a softened puff That sterilizes her lips, fingernails spreading fig & apple 47 pages of advertisements in Vogue 3…

Writers Update

I am very stoked to announce that one of my fan favourite poems (de)materialize has been accepted for publication in the Glasgow Review of Books. The poem should be featured in the upcoming months. When I know more, I will make sure to update all of you! Also, I wanted to apologize to everyone for being…

Featured Poem | December

Libertine I live in venerable skin of temple, fermented and collapsing, damned and haunted by the eradication of how all at once you existed alabaster emblem coughing and leaving earthquakes along the potholes and sidewalk weeds, you snuff the paparazzi, pelicans and pecans invading chin and belly – a bellow of monologue stampeding the ball…

Featured Poem | November

I’m Living the Dream why am I so calm at 3 a.m.? my eyes blink once for each passing hour and a threesome left to rotten out the back of my eyelids, left to impregnate the hunger turning my bones to cinder outside, she dyes blonde and mauve, like spring pressed to her lips –…

Featured Poem | October

Disturb the Universe i disturb the universe with mouths that martyr; sunken, sullen, carbonated crowns too heavy to carry me to temple i spy, with my wandering eye, wicked my lovers first plague my Sumerian womb draped like an apron        and the dumb wonder who divorced the globe and tapped their tongue…

Featured Poem | September

Final Game we were married       and no one knew, seven stacks of pancakes versus a german chocolate cake made by midnight, and a long cool woman in a black dress mostly echo. mostly vermont maple siphoned from barns, mostly the high end of your hand absorbing my chin, from pucker to pucker…

Publication Update | 1

My poem The Defeat of Sophia has been published and featured on wordsdance.com for anyone interested. Please feel free to like and share the poem from the publishers site.  Also, I encourage anyone looking for places to publish to seek them out for an opportunity. They publish some inspiring written pieces as well as beautiful custom made art to…

Featured Poem | August

I Live in a Vision come steep, come shroud like your mouth       I turn to prunes decay claymation sprawled from the back of my throat towards each earlobe            I live in a vision.   we don’t taste. we don’t die. we don’t flip up our lids and…

Featured Poem | July

Sofia We took turns exchanging earthquakes in the bathroom                Kiss me, New Mexico – the tattoo of el diablo                Spanning her back, knocking on strangers doors                Because every house looks the same Silhouette Sophia,…

Featured Poem | June

I am stuck in your skin I am stuck in your skin. It all stops when I look at you, I am whittled down into fractions & sea foam, your limp eyes, a focal folly of submission and desperation caught hiding in the way you stare through sums of aphasiac tongues I negate your abuse…

Hypnos / Dark Labour / Buzzards / 1995

Hypnos There are red shutters on the curve  of his past collisions – I don’t know what he’s doing, the agitated consistency, the cleft uncollected; I wake up and the first thing I do is remember the accidental atrophy of his arm multiplying its weight across the side of my body – whole dandelions of…

Fourteen Different Sighs

There were fourteen different sighs in my vocabulary, he said, ten times a week. Ten times fourteen is one hundred and forty, and one plus four is five – and five is one of five numbers that doesn’t make me nauseous, like dirty four. How he’d say the number arbitrarily just to watch one of…

From Your Feet

invade me with your hot mouth risen from your feet / a fire of bread / harvesting double legs coals of your pelvis a lesson, aroma, father / Flour subdued swelling / Grainy arms I hunger to eat the morning that flares from your body dawn disrupts me when you are near / the science…

Capote / Unknown Things

Capote I live in venerable skin of temple, fermented and collapsing,  damned and haunted by the eradication of how all at once  you existed  alabaster emblem coughing and leaving earthquakes  along the potholes and sidewalk weeds, you snuff the paparazzi,   pelicans and pecans invading chin and belly – a bellow  of monologue stampeding the…