Alcohol as/ Valley
a river can't help
but cut in two

What story shall we tell
our friends of how
we met

once, i was a masterpiece in an apartment

The diving board holds you hostage, body
a synthesizer, pulses like an unsung oriole.

My grandmother in reverse is
a mother becoming a daughter
a body becoming its birthplace

O forest full of walking kingdoms. O future homes of abundant mold.