Fear is two heavy palms
pressing wrathfully...

Thursday grabs me
by the chin...

Sunflowers are letting winter
into their color...

I've waited years for her
in forgotten stations, amidst...

This was the weekly
"we can have a cup of coffee...

On my way to
the sad suburbs, where...

These words
couldn't weld my ribcage close again...

I remember that day
when you bought your...

I.
Two women leaning their...

Our neighbor's infant
is screaming...

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

There, death.
We give up. You win...