ephemeral dalliance.
diaphanous gossamer.
caress, tessellate.

14 March 2018
In Rainbow

You sit with me
eating mandarins in the field of
sunflowers that hide us,
Spitting pips sucked on
back and forth.

Poet | Artist

In memory of Kim Jonghyun

The moon is Listerine tonight,
the electric blue and the shock
of that light shooting down my spine
reminds me of you.

The Dobler-Dahmer Theory

Content warning: violence, gore

what about
the curls abound your head
you liked them, you said
I’ll keep them for you
next to the others too.

13 March 2018
and who would, my king?

I kiss the bruise tender between sleep and poetry;
Slowly, a long sharp tusk of silence
lends itself floating –


When you were five and I a head taller
we snapped the arms of plastic dolls
in the hopes of making them bend.


father told a story
of Koschei the deathless,
wove his death through a needle eye,
stuck fast in a duck’s skin,
made flotsam of a foreign body

pink fringe liquid stars

my body is nothing but ocean
and vivid black sky and i feel whole
she is somewhere floating behind me
solid and present while i am
nothing but liquid stars
she reaches for me and i sink into the womb

22 February 2018
The Grave of the Fireflies

everything is illusive.
Senses are no longer

20 February 2018

The wind will read your palm like a dessert menu.
Your blood will be determined, though not by
letter but by norm.

14 February 2018
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