we spoke of piercings,
and she suddenly hoisted
her ivory blouse to show
me the sapphire stud in her navel
she was emotionally detached
from her puffy tits,
although they protruded
like buoys from her neckline
Author: Cassandra
Writer and visual artist. Avid reader, keen observer. Nature enthusiast!
Girl crush
From the apartment unit across the way,
I secretly watched you last night,
my eyes affixed
to your sexy slits of eyes,
your locked gaze,
as you scrolled
with lightning speed
through a feed
on your smartphone
while sitting by your sliding
patio door smoking —
your face lit
like a come-hither sliver
of moon
Comatose and other snippets
Dozing in the basement after a row of Oreos.
Comatose over sociology book.
A nap during college homework.
—
Guy at library brought his life with him in two bags.
He slept with his letters and was a man of glass.
—
Naked after a shower, his penis was small.
Standing alone, he feigned a point.
—
Terracotta bloom, indigo indagate.
Glory of rain
Downtown is canceled
for a rainy vacation,
and everything is down
for the count.
Even street life
is an erased background.
A glory of rain outside,
the sky has logged off.
No more messages here,
no more images.
This is the grey we have
until further notice.
Sticky when wet
Much like me,
the natural tendency
of spaghetti
is sticky when wet
Set of bones
Muffled-up Christ,
the most extraordinary
set of bones
known to mankind.
In him, you
weigh the consequences
of what’s real.
What’s in a name?
The “E” in her first name
looks like a heart
or a woman’s rear end
or a man’s testacles.
Her signature is phallic,
tapering off
into a squiggly line
at the top of her “A”
as if orgasmed.
Ernestina
Pictures of Ernestina in Buffalo
warrant attention
The ornaments
Ornamental sky, ornamental slap
you decorated my ass
