“A lean sweetness opens into
humming depths and
you remember the scent from years you thought dead.
Your sour eyes remember the thin, brilliant blue of
the decades before I was born.”
I’ve been in a weird place these last couple of months. Delirious happiness, bitter heartbreak, and catastrophic rage […]
Counting the shakes in the bush, the lovers stand against white railing.
are fresh, wet beads of pomegranate on the table. Candied sheets of want in every slit- every space […]
for Charleena Lyles There’s a hole where the child was. Great big hole- twinkling embers inside with howling […]
The old ice is nothing but slop under the fever of June,
the old lover just a breath held too long
Hi there! I’m the Iron Sister. Do you love all things bright, soulful, sentimental and chic? Then we’re […]