Leaving
For the third time in her life, Alannah felt herself leaving. She swallowed hard, nausea threatening
Coital hypnosis
spine a live wire in hot waterwhen your mouth covers my cuntoh godglistening meteoritestaste me through
The Burger Stand
“Good Morning, Mr. Sampson.” “What?” “I said good morning to you.” “Oh. Yeah.” He rolled over
Killing the last god
There was once a world where the gods were real. All the stories that overlapped and
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Twist
Split seed Scattered fluffPollen out of boundsBrushing pastOpen palmsDandelion twisting in the airMy head’s a sea
The Joy
herjoy is kept close, in a body-strapped satchel.Wrapped and stitched. Woven. Shehas a way with memory
Serendipity
Not just luck.Luck can be good or bad.Serendipity is exclusively good.Some call it the favor of