we fed the cult members perfume-laced granola bars. it didn't poison them, but made them prettier on the insides, 2022
i caught my pillow inhaling. my palm rushed to the case like killing a bug. i felt the exhale slap back. maybe it's full of my dreams or secrets or nothing at all. but it is living. my dearest companion, 2022
all i think about is kissing, 2023
feel me up, 2023
the great balancing act, 2024
wake the other half, 2023
your name is like a pinball bumping around in my head. are you playing a game too? i should have become a neurosurgeon. do they even look at brains? do they speak to them? i'm a link in your chain, but it's easier to hang around your neck than onto your last words, 2022
what do you see? i don't want to know, 2023
i am not a human, but i don't know what i am. it looms, it lays, 2023
free cell, 2023