“the neweden – we
all carry

in our minds”

“It’s this picture I saw once of a friend with a tiny hummingbird in his cupped hands”

“the request sheet is full of David Bowie”

“–you are better than the vocabulary you choose to use for excusing yourself”

“I lost count of how many people I kissed that night.”

“Forgive me for our bending, for smelling the

hatred so close to your skin”

“There’s space enough for all of us in this un-rock castle”

“before I pulled up my big girl panties and broke up with my current partner”

“here’s a trick made by time: I look in the mirror

& I’m a whole new girl”

“the plea to not be left”

“A tossed salad is not a metaphor
but a dish up on the floor.”

“Things should get broken. We should all be so lucky.”

“lay with me in the red, the hot-salt noon.”

“Peter Frampton, you came alive alright, and you created a monster.”

“as you are merely a visitor to poverty, or love”

“All that you knew in your mind sent out over copper wires”

“Sometimes, in my dark moments, I think this world has died”

“He came here as cargo”

“Maybe I’m at the Australia of myself.”

“marmalade ringlets revolving like fire
lit swans in snow banks”