she brought us “yesterday once more” minus the hi-fi,and we drank the silk milk of her voice,watched her body thin on prime-time Saturday nightadmired the way her sharpening shoulders pleatedthe grosgrain ribbons on made-for-tv pastel dresses.Our 60’s sisters left us for LSD and a Summer of Love,a loss we girls grieved in the asylums of... Continue Reading →
An Anorexic to the Dead Mother Who Made Writing Bible Verses an Act of Self-Loathing
All liars shall have their part in the lake which burns withfire and brimstone, which is the second death. Rev. 21:8I puked my prayerssweated in tangled sheets,Shadrach & Meschach’s sisteralone in my white bedunafraid to burn, unafraidof bones consumed by fireasking only to be freeof the saintswhose cardamom syllablesstained your vampire’steeth, to be free of... Continue Reading →
