Strip Tease

London, 2015 standing on the platform of Piccadillythe woman beside me flicks her TescoClubcard between her French acrylics.the man opposite … More

Self Portrait as Extracts

Monday I met up with X today. We ate pancakes. He said I look good. I wish he wouldn’t lie. … More

Dirty Blonde

Two-pronged claw squeezing bottleneck — a pale gold liquid that drips down her shell. Wrapped in punchtoned cloth, the roofpainted … More

Dried Kisses

after Frank O’Hara nighttime is not blue it is a black olive with a frosted window a sommelier pours thestars … More

Prelude

After Frank O’Hara on that Friday night you queued up for fried chicken your jacket was beige your reflection softened … More

Claire de Lune

he was always so proud of his new coffee jack, and of how the blood — coffee — filtered through … More

reminders // a tanka poem

she left eyelashes on his mother’s kitchen sink thick brush stroke bristles that he rubs on himself when lust swallows … More

fire escape // poem

we met online in a chat room.the yellow raincoat behind youkept you warm as you fingeredthe keys of your computer.watching … More

Charlie // Flash Fiction

I woke up to a phone call at three in the morning on a Wednesday night. The boss wanted to … More

lost highway//senryu

moonstone helps me seethat what we had wasn’t meantto last forever pain radiates throughmy body in an almostaddictive manner if … More