July 2017

sequin sequin seven nine nine three
sequin sequin seven six for thee
sequin sequin sequin stop […]

In a history textbook you inherited from your brother,
his neat handwriting reads: If you keep something like love a secret,
it can make you sick. […]

Ill of you,
the horses in my groin,
troubled, […]

If my mother were alive, we’d talk about our men.
We’d laugh throw our heads back push […]

In the dream I can’t forget, shadow lingering behind my eyes no matter how much coffee I drown the night in […]

& again, god damns him for existing / for bathing in sunlight / so freely He had to resurrect a white human / in him so his skin retreats, escapes itself – diaspora […]

Sometimes, when I miss you,
colors come spooling out of me […]