George Wickham

Our new reality is you’re a fucking moron. Its one thing to not like or respect someone but its a whole other thing to feel that way and still attempt to use them as if they have an obligation to you. How stupid could you be? How stupid do you think that I am? (And…

After Nell Fenwick Again

You’re asking me, world, for all this strength and I can barely stand There’s nothing to sweep up and muster sometimes when everything built is on shifting sands All I can do is get back to my weight loss routine get back to some universal truth Get back to standing for something get back to…

Battle not lest ye become…

I stare at you like you’re wounded and I am going to eat the flesh from your bones as soon as you get dizzy and weak and fall into my arms. I don’t like you anymore. Before, I wouldn’t make eye contact, couldn’t even, because I did not want you to see the fact that…

Mon plaisir…

You were the cleverest, most charming wordsmith that I had ever seen. Nobody loved you and hurt you as much as me. The jukebox playing music from my favorite band in that obscure Carmel pub… The jukebox playing music from my favorite band in that sports bar in Henderson… The jukebox playing music from my…

Low man on the Totem

The life changer, the back bone, the fill up The first one, the starter kit, the come up And only you care because you were there So on a dare you turned unfavorable into fair You fed him, you watered him, you gave him wings You’re the architect who envisioned future things The mover, the…

Carolina Velvet Ant

The expiration on the side of the generic wheat bread read 7/25/18. It would expire tomorrow and it had never been opened.  She normally wasn’t this wasteful. Peligra decided that she would toast the entire loaf right now. He was due to arrive in twenty minutes. The apartment was spotless. It looked almost as if…

Taking Stock

They lined up, single file in my mind From most recent to the oldest, waiting patiently for their turn to speak when asked to describe being with me. The monster would say She’s a little crazy, a little gullible but useful. He never loved me though… Old Faithful would say She has no capacity for…

On the 153rd Juneteenth

He doesn’t know that I picked him because he is beautiful and manipulative like my mother. I picked him because he is brilliant and distant like my father. I picked him because like my parents he ignores me. It doesn’t matter that he’s just your garden variety white boy. For him and for them, I…

Drowning Fishes

I can’t write about me from your point of view I have no idea why you do what you do This means I’ve never ever really known you How come you can’t just say, “Yeah, we’re through?” It’s not your fault you want to keep the door open I’m obviously the one who should get…

Esther Pauline “Eppie” Lederer

You like hanging onto nothing The boy is peanut butter in your hair Do not text the runner up when you are in this frame of mind Do not text the back up and tease him with your lying Do not text number two, or three, especially not fucking three Don’t become the vision you’re…