Blinded, I Lead You To Beauty – Hestia N/A
January 15, 2021
In heaven we become children nestled into towers of ureteral discharge
Brows crowned in sand blasted copper coils
Eyes split into thirds
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January 15, 2021
In heaven we become children nestled into towers of ureteral discharge
Brows crowned in sand blasted copper coils
Eyes split into thirds
333
January 8, 2021
my sister’s teeth
were chipped like ancient pottery
they bit back padlocked thoughts
Hers were gums full of wet licorice
and loose threads
That gently held
the acidic smell of pennies
we buried the jagged bits
in the backyard
next to the guinea pig,
next to the glow fish that were sucked up
and shredded in the aquarium filter
My sister grieved less for each life,
January 5, 2021
when I sit
beneath skin
there are no nerves
blood makes its idiot path
the act of giving is
too much yet it’s all i am allowed
my blood, made of water
cells, salts, proteins
reinforcing my boundaries
hasn’t helped
my blood moronic
made of sugars which
when burnt wreck their atoms
with surrounding air
let the dirt take my love
you don’t deserve to
hurt me anymore
my reticent sugars pop
malleable,
December 29, 2020
“ONE LAST THING”
1. In July of 2020, Ben drove from Cincinnati, OH to Philadelphia, PA with a guitar and two pounds of goetta
2. Goetta is like liver mush
3. Ben moved to Philadelphia for reasons other than trading liver mush for goetta but it was one of the first things he did in Philadelphia, which is important to me
4.