Listening to blues fats baritonesAnd sassy saxNeath the chestnut moon Scrunching out notesWith sloe gin and quinine And bitter lemon's Serendipitous pulp rind In Sunday's massAbove the fault line, disownedAngels burned their shoesMelting communion waxAnd plastic churchesTheir wings slipped...

The bitchin' moon, cold-ass rock hung over the citywhere the shadows held secrets, the forbidden...Shestepped closer, her scent of asphalt and smoke. Herfingers, traced the line of his jaw, and entered hismaw where his pulse wouldn't thaw in proximity....

Wearing the same brown cardigan every daywith the sounds of nature's songand the quietest of falling leavesAutumn's shadows whistle metaphorsand memories in the woods I once playednow hearing the echoes of cricketsworn thin in my pockets wearing the same...

Tonight I am interviewing Adelphina, a crossover from DUP. Please describe yourself for the viewers so that they can get a better sense of you. I, personally, find you very interesting.I describe myself as a Latina who appreciates a...

As skies sweep a rainbow humming a storm in throat wet gasp violet bruise indigo as a sparrow shakes its wingsWhat silk the heaven wears where light bends its knees God wrings out his hair as dawn chases the...