Aura Reading

You coordinate colors as you go,
drafting greens and golds for a
greater glory, coaxing complements

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On Seeing a Call for Political Violence

Content warning: Physical Violence or Abuse; Racism On Seeing a Call for Political Violence He was alive still, hacking thick blood uplike a disgusted ghost with a bruised lungas I walked by, trying to ignore his longgroan like the rattle of a panhandler's cup. He was alive as a kicked, mangled, sickheap of a human… Read More

Pareidolia

I see faces in the mold on my ceiling,
a half-bitten apple in the fruit punch stain
on my first Sunday shirt.

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Blueprint

I spell your name as a fault line, a fissure in the earth
I pretend does not exist. The house tilts where your

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Polemic

i. I haven’t despaired enough to reveal all truth.

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Is Pomegranate a Poem?

The way Herat is always misspelled as Heart
similarly, I spell poemgranate,

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