poetry – April Fox

July 27, 2023

Foul

You are cannibalsfeeding on the blood of our childrenbaked into a foul and vulgar crust ofignoranceand religion. Wretched goblins, crouched downpeering under skirts and intobathroom stalls, screamingDEVIANTwithout a trace of ironyor self awarenessIf the god you laudtells you that a child deserves to diefor the simple sin of daring to existthen mine(and I am it)should…

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July 25, 2022

Serial.

I am a serial killer collecting tokens from the lives I’ve interrupted

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November 27, 2021

Life Boat Blues

but the truth is, when it’s been a life of synapse hating synapse and of fighting every day to keep myself and stay alive, I don’t have time for mindless reading I’m so sorry I don’t care.

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November 7, 2021

Insomniac Storm Warning

I’m too old and cold and tired to have time to imagine things like fate and deities and predetermination; karma is privilege of the good, and the universe is just a mass of angry gas

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August 3, 2020

Ain’t so Real

(They tell us) Real women have cuuuurrrrrrrvesssss -Gotta draw that out real slow, let the word trace along the edge of the Fat thighs, round hips, breasts like balloons every little boy want to die in Real women look after themselves, legs like stilts that hold up the pedestal balanced there, low flat belly, chest…

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October 29, 2018

Feel.

my brake lights shot like Walter Scott’s but I’m alright It’s just a warning

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October 17, 2018

Again.

In the middle of the night he is lit from behind, the glow of the hall light shining through his skin and I want to ask him all the things that end in Yes, the things that someone else with better words and softer, paler edges could spin into the silk of romance and something…

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October 13, 2018

Shot Gun.

This is where they’ll find you tattered and sore what did you think would happen when you opened (your mouth your eyes) your legs? This is where they’ll find you, painted on smile, don’t open your mouth (your eyes your legs) he’s always been a good boy I heard he had a perfect credit score.…

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October 12, 2018

Keyboard Revolution

In a month or so, we’ll all line up heel toe heel toe bootstraps high and tight against our shins so as not to betray the fact that we are privileged to be here; we will stack ourselves in tidy rows and parcel out our tiny pencils we will color in the circles very carefully…

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December 30, 2017

2017: Depression Ate My Brain

I wish the years were neatly separate, distinct like they are on paper segmented like an earthworm you can tear apart and watch the old parts writhe and bleed

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