The world of childhood
Was like a drunken dream,
A world without money or friends
That’s when coldblooded dreams of
my own death
Came in the night,
With heartless regularity
…

Human desire is a micro-organismal haunt loaded into the skin by viruses and bugs that outnumber us ten to one. The family in Ari Aster’s Hereditary stays infested this way, stranded, yet unabsolved, scurrying around its auto-decapitating praying mantis matriarch, who spoons them the wound
…

Three
Days
I thought
Of you
While
Staring at
A field
…

I miss my daddy. David Berkowitz said that. I was living in London and mostly unhappy. I had come to expect exactly nothing of interest. Almost no one had ever heard of me. I had money but you couldn’t sell me the want.
…

come morning
he cleanses his hands
before praying
goat skull stringed to his forehead
hamsa amulet hanging down his chest
…