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The Devil taps me lightly on the shoulderHis fingers coldHis touch emptyi inhale the stickyhumid airof the subwayfluorescent lights flickerkeeping my eyes open He glides…

Love.Love love love,Love.I love loveThat shit rocksI don’t love rocksThey don’t taste too good. I love sandOn the beachSitting under the tent, listening to the…

I want you in your unwashed jeansYour bracelet from the second gradeI want you in between my armsThe haven in which I made I imagine…

Artificial intelligence is everywhere—shaping our social feeds, answering our questions, finishing our sentences. But sometimes, the real story isn’t the technology itself. It’s the human…

. . .He reaches his hand out, as if to touch mine.Stop that, you know it’s not allowed! I mutter to him.He nods his agreement,…

G-d I hate love.It is so gross.The holding hands,The touching,The kissing,The cuddling.The sex.It is so…G-d I wish I had someone to love.Someone to love me.To…

I’d been looking for something for so long that everything became a bad omen.  Irony should be the thing behind the branches in a dream…

One of these units has a fuse box. One of them tutters a rug to another corner I say we’re better off in escrow.  The street…

is to forget the music so that we can hear it again.  Which means that when I say I have never loved I want to know again.  On…

you put your hands on my hip bonesmy stomach   twinges  and  twiststhese messy hormonal tendenciesmake small gestures so dangerous  after months without your touchi…