different penslike the lake laps at the shore and stretches languid like a rug thick and weighted on the surface, I hope you are, up above, with a...
as a rulethe sweetest flesh is behind the bruise the sweetest flesh is behind the bruise we know from the earth, and the fruits of her womb the...
in the imageink on a page, like HaShem on the earth creation spills out through the dashes and curves from tohu to typeset, va'vohu to verse i learn...
rind and bodyi eat an orange toss a rind the worms delight and then they dine juice slips down my chin and face the skin sinks in the earth at pace...
if i am but ashesif i am but ashes if i am but dust how can I expect to transcend if i am an image of an everlasting love then how can I hurt, can I sin...
smudgesthere's blue smudges on the eastern wall shaped like finger prints, streaked down in sorrow-arcs, curled around eachother like feathers...
"East"there's one room in my Big Office Building that has the word "East" on its wall there's one room, that makes the bold claim that origins...
throat grenadesI'm at the point now when sometimes my voice is the only thing that gives me away "Hey beautiful" "You sitting here all alone?" "Lemme...
a nightime, a lifetimea life is like starshine a life is like the light from a star for a single night. In the blue expanse before we're born, our souls are...
What It Feels Like to Have My Face Between Your Thighs When You Come ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Like what I imagine it must feel like to work your...
hashem hungering to love meeven in a space where i was in closet-clothes for the first time in many, many months the shine from my face (the length of my hair?)...
A week and a lifetime A week and a lifetime Are indistinguishable in the eyes of the universe A wall and rubble of stone Flit back and forth across history...
Angel of Deathan angel of death came knocking at our doors painting our own blood on the frames, not for protection, this time, but slaughter thirsted...
we forget just how full of light the night is we forget just how full of light the night is the sun was our king, and the moon was our queen and fire to carry their light to earth was...
Av: Month of Love, Month of MourningAv Month of love Month of mourning A cycle of the moon that contains both Tisha b’Av - the fast of temple-era affliction and Tu b’Av -...
Ma'ariv over Granada The setting sun of Andaluz wipes tears off a face like it does light from olive tree tops and coats tiled old-city techos in bluish-black...
ode to your soft fuzzthose back undercuts with a lil transboi bun perched on top like a sundae-cherry good god damn makes me want to pin you down have you pin...
A Psalm of Yisrael: A Song of Beauty, in the Struggle (II)God, morning and night I feel the caresses you lace across my clavicles and the design you finger in long lines up my thigh You make each...
A Psalm of Yisrael: A Song of Struggle (I)God, morning and night I feel the coarse fingertips of your grip tighten around my shoulder Your matted calves sweep my ankles I feel you...
the truthpeople who yell at gender non-conforming people on the street are like people who yell at the sunrise and sunset for confusing the...
