Let it burn Let the entire world obliterate With every course, crass and fallacy You have thrown at me I will rejoice in the destruction That is, you. On the wings of innocent white doves You are the soot that stains the feather No matter what is...

(a long, mischievous, tea‑steeped fungal comedy) At precisely five o’clock,when humanity pretends it is refined,the cordyceps wakes inside the teapotstretching its spores like velvet curtainsin a Victorian house that should have collapsedsomewhere around 1892. It yawns.It crackles.It makes that unmistakable fungal...

Do you know   I sit here and ponder What have you learned Did you even notice   Little by little I allow Flesh to be revealed To see if you…. Took mental note   A raised hand To parted lips Heats the blood   Signals internal reactions Stuttering the heart Mini sacs within the...

it blows my mind sometimes the vastness of a soul and how much it contains a universe in a fragile shell like an egg carrying life... so easily destroyed   I've consigned mine to nature a connection deeper than I can express the one space in which I...