Touch me,
I am turmuric and lemongrass...

Every night, her
nostrils search for...

Tonight war serves
its usual portion...

You realize it’s been days
on canned soup, and...

I smile to myself remembering
that one time I convinced you to taste...

The bruises are
disappearing...

At 2:36 a.m., I try to
to figure out why depression...

Stay still.
Choose a steady wall, a corner...

It is quiet, the night. Thoughts
are falcons, my heart is...

We, right here, in
the furthest east...

I remember the details
of that day. Every...

Fear is two heavy palms
pressing wrathfully...