Category: Excerpt

  • Day 22: walk on the ocean

    i go to the ocean intent on drowning my paini find you there in every grain of sandtucked into crevices in the rockslurking in tide pools, tentacles reaching for my ghost fingers tiny pink shellsspiraling in on themselveslike my heart spirals in on itselfwithout you

  • Day 21: truncated

    is my devotion too much for you?a convent’s walls couldn’t hold this inreverence spilling from the eaves in tendrils and vinesdo you think mine eyes cannot fully conceivethe depth of your sin?