Brightly Dark + Darkly Bright Dreaming

Cruelty

A poem I dislike

Brunch seems to be distinguishable from breakfast only when hungover

The white blossoms are making the tree uncomfortable to look at

Sexual Assault in the Military

One freckle at her collar bone ogles you across the room

She pours herself over bars and into her work

Cats on high windows watch girls in thin alleys

The last thing some people see before dying

Trying to get a photo of a kissing couple; they all come out blurry

Like a nipple staring through a wife-beater in January

I can smell the cinder block apartments

The center of a rose rolls open like a dolls eye

Heroine

Sad Pies