La Arnia

There is a beach in the north of Spain that I want to take you to one day: A stone-cradle oasis like cupped hands with singular intentions “come as you are.” Here the water is a palette gone perfectly wrong, A rushed stroke with a heavy hand allowed evergreen leaves through the gates of heaven—... Continue Reading →


Star-Crossed Beams

Trace my jawline as if it were flushed metal, smile when you’re met with warmth and rusty whiskers, I’ll reach into your gilded ringlets and polish the gold beneath. Oh, how I’ve waited to bathe in your light. Eyes to put diamonds to shame, what is brilliance to she who blinds? Hold me close and... Continue Reading →

The Signs

(In this piece, I experimented with form. It is a variation of the rondeau, a short fifteen line poem with a repeated line as a refrain. Each stanza corresponds to one of the twelve astrological signs of the zodiac, which are subdivided into the four elements. See if you can match them all!)   Fire... Continue Reading →


Fresh milk, rice, and sweet ghee the nectar that dripped through naughty Krishna’s fingers as he hid from the gopis perfume the room with the scent of the stars and the planets. The smell will remind you that this is no ordinary fire. This is the yajna The dance of Kali, the demon slayer each... Continue Reading →

Bubble Gummin’

I work at a candy store. I am well-versed in sweet things. When you walk through the front door, And I ask how you’ve been I can tell your ears have cavities from Hearing too many “sweet” men. “Baby, I could be your bubble gum, and from day one, I’d be your hubba bubba.” But... Continue Reading →

Drums and the Faithless

Imagine the force it would take to dampen the thunder of an 808. It would have to be holy. But two black cocktails, and now you’re swimming in festering water. Rivers are chaste not by choice but by determination, yet not a current has cured a rooted pollutant— there is nothing godly about your silence.... Continue Reading →


Does the hissing make you shiver? Do you feel it coiling up your spine? Do the scales screech against the collagen? Do your bones crumple between the sinew? I’d like to believe that it was unfair to Eve To be swallowed whole, But the Adam in me clings too tightly to the heartstring to know... Continue Reading →

Dear Skeleton Princess

Bored of death. You brought the dark with you. Bones, glued with flesh, brittle to the touch from abuse. The shards sting when they shatter. There is no torture like—having the pieces of you crumble down my throat. Do you see me? When your eyes sink into the back of your mind, do you only... Continue Reading →

Chemical Enlightenment

“Reality, as you currently experience it, is something like a waking dream. It is disguising deeper and more intensified levels of being and knowing. For those who are ready and willing, the doors to those other levels now stand open.” – Daniel Pinchbeck There is a certain psychedelic charm to Hinduism—something surreal about polymelian beings... Continue Reading →

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