Make A Wish If You Ever See Her

You coo a soft woo when you ask if you are beautiful like a  bovine star; unreachable, distant,  succulent. Sweet tremor, flickering in the night. 

They Say Making A List Helps But Not So Much

I regret wild nights of laughter and fun. I regret stealing cookies from the convenience store on my way to elementary school so many years ago. Birthday parties. The cute chipper girl that worked in a nearby coffee shop. I regret photographs of what...

By _____ Would Be Pretty Hard To Cite Though

People have the atrocious habit of trying find inexistent connections between a piece of writing with whoever wrote it; constructing baseless bridges linking a face or habit with turning points and story arcs rather than just appreciating a...

We'll Probably Miss Our Flight Anyway

I’m tired, she had said, cracking a glass smile that shimmered like soft rain under a midnight street lamp. I extend a helpful hand, but hers wrap more tightly around the baggage; once brittle fingers turning to a steel grip. I suppose there must be...

How To Love My Ex, A Correspondence With Her New Boyfriend

Dear My Ex Girlfriends New Boyfriend, Whenever she is hurt she will shut up, shut down, and shut doors. Learn to pick locks. A joke will press her ear against the door and her laugh will echo as a caged mockingbird’s song against your eardrum. She...

Popped Collars & Night Life Marauders

Friday night, more shots and hot chic(k)s brah. Jager bombs. Bartender winked, why you mad she wants this. I’ll ask if she has a fat friend for you.* ------------------------- *Actual overheard bar conversation. Inspired by...

You're A Book

How many nights has my hand caressed the arched groove of your spine? Soft cover, 1st Edition. Author unknown…I wondered if he was ashamed or just a recluse. Both, you say. You tell me you’ve locked him away, the novelist, in a cage with bars...

To Creep Or Not To Creep

Click, click, drag, close, X, open in new tab. Surfing on a keyboards wave, wandering through fragmented thoughts; literary melodies, operas of scattered minds and hearts aching, wailing. Puzzles of emotion I try to frame with every...

The A Through Z of Being Easy

And beauty couldn't define every florescent girls hair I've joyously kissed, lingering mouth nourishing our plagiaristic quivers, rousing still those unoriginal veiled woes; xeroxed youthful zeal.

Saving Myself For Marriage...and A Lunar Eclipse

Crescent moon tilted loftily in starry glittered skies, the pale light reflecting brightly on our faces, rosey fluttered cheeks blooming under youthful eyes, bare bodies laying hidden on the grassy hilled oasis. Silent silhouette of...

Morning Ode to Last Nights Regret

Empty champagne glasses lay about shadowed rooms like phantom decorations thrown carelessly by festive ghouls reveric waltz below the midnight moons silhouetted symphony. Under the dim glow of a television screen, the soft blue hue like...

Shields Down, Prepare for Impact

Soft perilous velvet pouty lips curved like crescent moons under supple dark brown pools staring like edgeless daggers; swathed in barrels of sweet honey nectar that bathes, enraptures, enamors and deranges the tongue, mind, body, soul....

Don't Even Get Me Started On The Macy's Parade

O bright red balloons, bright red balloons! What makes you hover so fatigued? Surface rippled and misshapen; Wrinkles perched on unseen face So tired So weary O bright red balloons, bright red balloons! Why reach for bitter,...

This Really Happened

Around two and a half years ago my grandmother fell pretty ill so one sunday morning I drove to pick my sisters up to see her in the hospital where the rest of my family was waiting for any development on her condition. (Side note: The night before...

Sweet Nothings Worth Nothing

Tell me what I want to hear then take it back batting your eyes smile wide hold me close laugh and kiss me tender  B-sided tongues call for me sweetly. Coil around my heart choke my very soul each hug I feel your icy...

Moonlit Side Up

Quiet. That’s one way the people back on shore would describe it. Deep in the mid-Atlantic the waves softly rocked the tiny tugboat known as the SS Gerald with such a tendle care, as a nursing mother would her child. Patrick stood at the bow...

A Plague On Both Your Commercial Properties

Young hearts do flutter Unscarred, without wound Quickly fall in love, but out of love too soon Fickle minds bare swaying passion Gusting winds; forever changing They see not with their eyes Think not where logic...

Don't Get Me Wrong

I mean, sure, it's pretty nice when a woman licks her lips or waves her ass around all seductive-like or something. But it's the little things girls do that really knocks me out. Like when you say something they might really like and they sort of...

My Job Application to The Legion of Doom

Dear Mr. Lex Luthor, My name is Jonathan Acosta and I am interested in the position of Director of Resources and Office Manager within your company. While I have not seen any official postings for this position, there is an undeniable need for...

New Yorkers Guide To MTA Wild Life

The New York City transit system is a jungle of both exotic and dangerous wildlife. I've decided to observe and record the various train species that inhabit the MTA . 1. Hasus Waysus Too Much Sexus Whorenis   The...