so many forgotten or never learned(i, who should hold onto words,lips tightly around them)stay with me, don’t leavei want to describe this in my native tongue

the midtown color palette is restricted to blue and whitewith the intensity of an in-flight magazine asphalt laughterdon’t-worry cleavage she’s too old for pigtails but keeps a firm grip on her email leaning out a window, comb forward and spray the thinner the heel, the less she eatsbuys another cool latte for the homeless

this is the shape i’d like to be: indented. a few spaces in from the vertical drop of line after line of conversation. whatever possessed me to think i could fight obsession with obsession, to treat things i’d rather not think about like they were my muse? positively foolish. more ever than angry. maybe there’s… Continue reading it feels like a day other than today

my arms taste salty, there’s no escaping the humid drip of a summer afternoon. what better lunch could i offer myself than a refreshing peanut butter and jelly sandwich? as a child i wanted my mother to make them for me, just like all my american friends’ moms did. in our house, as in all… Continue reading approximately american, v1

straight off the head and undirected –don’t need a book or explanation:a story plants a seed of everlastingonce upon my time there was a princess of distortion

after six vodka and sodas, i could hardly look at water.no, thank you. none for me. that was a mistake.woke up at 4.32am, thirsty.

lie down beside you & give a bruise to my foreheadthe light gauze of a mosquito net not romance, but necessity.“querido” three hard consonants make a soft word * in the morning i feel awkward leaving the sheets in a muss,have to be told several times the maid will take care of it.will she read… Continue reading <160 new wife