Sense Data

skin, the bright light buzzed
again in my brain: knowledge


Smelling Static

He was the first time I saw two boys kiss, lying there on my stomach, head two feet from the screen.

tilted angle shot of a red brick wall


I fell down in a heap / of my murdered youth and yelped

photo of a nose and bloody mouth with a hand holding the chin

Cloud Headaches

sometimes having feelings for someone else is / two river stones grating together in my head