lost last night’s gold after the Adriatico’s pizza
guy gave us a tip: wait
for me to leave
strummed strings past afternoon stairs
mozzarella between our teeth hands on hips
lips and tongue
I was your favorite human for one night out of a billion
you said and said kept me a dice roll away my bedroom just
a flick of your fingers
(originally published in 8 Poems, Fall 2019)
Teeth: meet the others. You’d think
there’d be bones, skeleton mouth.
Chapped lips fish-hook, look: chain fence–
as long as the parts belong, each piece
where it needs to be–
(originally published in Vine Leaves Literary Journal, Spring 2016)
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my mouth & cigarette smoke
like chewed lipstick.
faces clung with intertwined tongue
sweat, turtle. the lotioned hand.
grip now. hold.
(originally published in Vine Leaves Literary Journal – Issue #14)