I Guess We Miss Her & Ante, Inter, Deinde
I Guess We Miss Her I guess we miss her; she doesAnd she does,...
The Mind Block & The Dissociative American Dream
The Mind Block There are parts of me I have not buried because everything...
sun lore & flux
sun lore i dreamt the sun was dripping / blood / colors of the...
Salt Margins, Refugee, & Night Swim
Salt Margins The doorway is filling with purple moths.They come out of the forestlike...
News
whenever I walk through the streets of my cityI’m reminded that we do not...
Excuse Me
as I tip into this room of paneled windowsand hushed esteem, sidle silent into...
Family Tree
Slowly, sickly, our tongues turnto yellow leaves.Like an unclean face, wrinkledthere were hundreds of...
Home Fires Burning
“I’ll be right back.” You slide awkwardly out of the booth, adolescent limbs a...
Emily as the Tree Line’s Highest Leaf
Fuck gravity.I just want to watch herdefy the tides. Darren C. Demaree is the...
june bug
makes its way underground/ into the interior skeleton of the house/ up through the...