I’ve been running all my life

"Yes. I have two kids. A boy and a girl." 

Said they were going to do it right this time, get their acts together.

The neighborhood waxwings are drunk on fermented berries.

The single-room theater was illuminated with / murmurs and movement

This is not loss.

as these beats are wild

Tiger Mum is at yoga with Buffalo Mum.

It was the can opener. Adhered to the ceiling.

A soldier sits with feet dangling astride the cannon barrel.

“I should have told you…”

Weather permits the unrelated to relate.

the dust in my mouth tastes of tombstones

I am the bird woman from the other side

felt a bit sad for / those poor people in Ukraine

I can smell what you fear

what is this thing we’ve invited into our home

Do one exceptional thing, / which was justice

Money runs through my fingers like water.

Daddy turns around. He looks sick.