Last Night I Washed My Rottweiler
Soviet Carpet Factory manager
machine tool light tones
humble torag’s tightropes
anyone’s single tramcars
the leaning towers of coiling wallpaper
tuber and root steam
bright headscarves lip-syncing
life for nothing
4 hours, 52 minutes ago
He gave up her wanted
dry white bread filler
she’d anticipated tap water
wrong things mounting up
housing waiting list re-homed cats
he’d done a sixteen thousand window pouring… 45 more words
22 hours, 29 minutes ago
I am discovering new ways to die.
I now die to that which no longer serves me: doubt, fear, grief, impatience.
I now wish to learn through love. 31 more words
1 day, 21 hours ago
Why do we gather in mass to scream and profess?
To proclaim the glory that is our vile detest!
Ode to the odious debt!
In whose name the many have wept, 85 more words
2 days, 11 hours ago
I thought I’d lost,
thought I the abandoned
would drag my feet
behind the shadow
of your absence.
My panicked body,
a choking mind grasping… 25 more words
4 days, 10 hours ago
What system are you going to fabricate tonight?
A clear way to discern black from white?
In which all spoken intuitive fiction
Can become, once and for all, conviction? 234 more words
4 days, 22 hours ago
Mother sickness womb-hover
He Ran ablaze to love in Plaza Towns
acid poured the Conquest
man’s two hands count ten
patterned cantilevers sweat sleep
sun Nation armour
5 days, 22 hours ago