I feel compelled to give you an ending, a promise of hope
and all its straight-razor backroads planted with plaster farmhouses bowing to January’s muddy expanse
I can take even more Than he can give.
1. an investigation of wrecked arterial railroads hammered by foremothers stationed beneath your breasts and headed crown-bound
Sometimes when I getMy period,I wake up & my bed Is a massacre.
1. sharpening the white epidermis to machete on gum-grown whetstones belonging to inheritors of mitochondrial Eve’s Earth-blown nakedness
True domination means That all of the desires & impulses Come from the submissive;
Thirty miles south of Dallas the air smells of ozone and water. Thunderheads on the horizon in shades of indigo.
A finger so tender the diminishing coneflower’s center shocks a needle
up through reaching skin
I pull down my black dress & feed my child.