My arm was caught in gold leaves
Midnight tap on window: “I’ll kill you”.
Dreams combust at sight of the class.
Kisses breathe agony. wrath with sunny quads
Heart like a gray stone, beating, stop.
Hoc et semper you know them right?
Brace for wind, he stole matted hair
My mom and boyfriend caught in bed.
Julie’s wandering eyes just shy of seeking.
Lizards race toward an invisible finish line.
Orchids press their lips looking for a kiss.
The spider yawned and doubled in size
Pressure suffocating, but then doorways doorways doorways
Her head and heart tucked in books
His voice sounds like churchbells in springtime.
Some birds think women’s shoulders are wings.
Wake to depthless fall, forever folding laundry.
Tongue bite startle hazy pain wake up
We always manage to survive the fire
He was a part of my dream