Accountability (a resurfaced poem)

Squint to reexamine dirt under stained yellow nail bedsForce open examiners to reassess the stained yellow photograph of someone I thought, Me-Brush the dirt off of my body and bed and hoping to reassessors they look pretty and clean. All of this, PostLate night wandering,ginger, and middle shelf whiskeyThat slowly swallowed me wholly as water shouldPreLust for … Continue reading Accountability (a resurfaced poem)

Worth

(A million things in one month that turned into a poem with some kind of sense, I think) When every day is worth Its weight in cigarettes and beer It's hard to hear the hope chest cracking open between your ears. It's easy to feel the abundance; Our shoulder-perched buckets fill quickly with every passing … Continue reading Worth