I once dated this girl who only ever moved half her mouth. She hadn’t had a stroke or anything, no weird neurological disorder, nothing like that; those were the mechanics, plain and simple. Half stif...

Prose poems for y'all.

where you’re –so– worn out ⠀⠀⠀you won’t mind ⠀⠀⠀being wiped out; ⠀⠀⠀hell, you’ll even thank the tsunami for ⠀⠀⠀flicking you off ⠀⠀⠀the face of this ⠀⠀⠀flaming planet far far away ⠀⠀⠀from that pesky ho...

tonight i how-ow-owlll! with glee: it’s the wolf moon—the year’s first full—and the evening air is permeated with this delectable feeling of fullness. we’re outside sippin’ drinks and things feel reas...

He has                 sent hither swarms of Officers to harass our people   He has plundered our —                                              ravaged our —                                     ...