August brought with it a new easy-swallow scheme by a new self-improvement mentor. Luna Rojas had measured out her life with the likes of them – detoxes, spiritual awakenings, fad diets. She craved ... [+]
Blood, bile, my shin chimes,
Bone ghost-clangs under grapefruit
Bump. Once, I was blind.
My future: abyss.
Watery-black nonbeing.
Now, after braking
My skates with the bench,
Monkey-barring the metal,
I am finally living.
Bone ghost-clangs under grapefruit
Bump. Once, I was blind.
My future: abyss.
Watery-black nonbeing.
Now, after braking
My skates with the bench,
Monkey-barring the metal,
I am finally living.