When terror strikes,
fear inside you...

When will you go
in dark to explore the yawning...

Paper wasps tend?
to simulate. What...

Between ethics and
ethos, your truth is very sad. The...

A river was frozen in my chest, O god -
I choose a burning boat to reach you...

One small step, in dark.
A silver of fear...

Overlooks the juvenility.
The shrinking genitals...

Let me paint a still life.Like
your eyes- unmoving. The irises...

In stasis, time
was ready to abandon you...

The contours of
jutting bones refuse to...

He used to tread lightly as if
walking on concrete, barefoot...

A cat crosses a bridge
alone. Moon looks down to find...