A Wigwam for a Goose's Bridle

mine

  • Permission to Shine

    Algorithms are funny things. I drive to work, and trust my phone to choose the soundtrack.…

  • Because of You

    I found the anger once, or rather, it found me, when first I crossed the bridge…

  • Autopsy

    I do have one question. If anger is a secondary emotion,  why are you asking me…

  • Pursuit and Rest

    I am surprised you found me here; it is dark and dirty. I am well hidden,…

  • Gianduja

    I wonder how you feel tonight. Don’t mistake my wondering for concern. I hope you feel…

  • the wear off

    With pharmaceutical clarity, I could map each train of thought, see the network, the major stations…

  • a note to my eating disorder

    I know you serve a purpose. You go about it all the wrong ways (and yes,…

  • safe

    Have you heard someone say “she knows me better than I know myself” and thought that…

  • Part III: Transpire

    Your hand takes my keys from my pocket, and I’m grateful. I wouldn’t let me drive…

  • Part II: Perceive

    There are so many excuses I could give you, when you ask why I am staring…

  • Part I: Imagine

    You kiss me in my overactive imagination and the frisson of desire ignites my lips cascades…

  • I asked myself out

    Would you let me take you out? I thought maybe I could buy you a coffee…

  • Honey & Anxiety

    I want to be intimate with you. I’m not referring to a physical proximity, but to…

  • Before the storm

    The thunderheads were bruised a deep violet, pregnant with impending precipitation, the electricity almost palpable in…

  • Literally

    She said autistics are known for taking everything literally. I suppressed the temptation to pick up…