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…