& tell me about the night, where we rushed the...
the silken effigy of silence and told it be quiet...

If I were to look here, read between the lines of...
white lie scars, tell me...

1...
Sheared. His milkflower skin did nothing more than...

Like any good daughter, I move my body forward.
A sacrifice on the table of family gratitude and...

I wish I could get as close as the threads
of your winter jumper, so close that...

The problem was that your ears searched out for...
in a stranger’s bedroom, believing with frank...

Somewhere, closer to an ocean where
waves crash into explosions of white...

Somewhere, closer to an ocean where
waves crash into explosions of white...

Your hands are like prefix’s; you tether me to...
feeling oddly like I could glitch in and out...

Dedicated to the countless war poets, and all of...
“When the prison guards burned his manuscripts...

You stood there, at the summit of my
merciless memory...

These are the words of which I regret least...
A knife disguised distantly as another tongue...