Ornaments
Inside my décor are cobblestones My womb is plastered in ornaments My red velvet walls are...
Questionnaire
(after Timi Sanni) – What’s your name? My name is a synonym of pebblesA...
The Thing Is We Are Probably Angels
Tonight the moon is a skyscraper.A million tiny islands sewn into the sky’sskin twinkle...
Taking down the treehouse
blood blister’s rosy head rose up on my palm. The hammer’s rubber grip rubbed...
When Atlantis Went Under, It Broke Us
Content Warning: Sexual Assault Sarah Kersey is a poet, musician, and x-ray tech from...
patchwork garden
My skin has not seenthe light of day inyears. Fabric coversrich melanin, molds...
I Guess We Miss Her & Ante, Inter, Deinde
I Guess We Miss Her I guess we miss her; she doesAnd she does,...
sun lore & flux
sun lore i dreamt the sun was dripping / blood / colors of the...
The Mind Block & The Dissociative American Dream
The Mind Block There are parts of me I have not buried because everything...
Salt Margins, Refugee, & Night Swim
Salt Margins The doorway is filling with purple moths.They come out of the forestlike...