Sunday, 4am

Subcutaneous fat Pavement More than road rash Maybe it’s easier to recite insect orders Neuroptera, Megaloptera, Mecoptera Than think about all the moths flying Into the glare of emergency lights Red white red white red white Subcutaneous fat, blood spattered on pavement Orthopera, Hemiptera, Diptera The horse’s corpse two miles up the highway Unrelated, but,  […]

“one of our own,” he said over and over

Because I love her hands clasped, compressions on his chest counting to thirty under my breath as my partner cut through the fabric of his buttoned shirt   thirteen year old told me last week “I want to die every single day!” and I thought immediately, I want to die every other day life is […]