Ode To Kitten

You bastard you bastard, you predator gnawing at my sock – there’s flesh under there, blood skin nerves and pain, …

Ecstasy

Your skin tweaks as if to the scuttle of a beetle’s touch, and the window is stuttering in the manner …

Abortion at 19

Every time you hiccup it sounds like I’ve pulled the plug on the heroine of a horror flick just as …