Have Limón or Vuong ridden rooftops? Taken in the city from a new perspective Stared into glass walled apartments Wore their heart on their sleeve Drugged themselves with shots of Jameson Sliced open their abdomen so their ugly guts Spilled on the trash ridden roads below Sat there and counted the …

solitude. serenity. a space so large and so empty. brainwaves escape the cranium and tango to tunes. neuron superposition. thoughts echo in chorus. crashing into the walls like whitecaps. wav files. wisdom wades through the waters. understanding sweeps between the toes of crisis. drowns existing …

Please stop sitting me at white cloth tables Where two faced menus Hide green beans in haricot vert labels My pride is not fed by fine caviar But by wedding cakes And handfuls of leftover candy hearts no. let me be the owner of a Michelin star restaurant. we’ll serve pb&js & half burnt homestyle …

stunning and sweet smart, but slightly insane, two marbles tango in her cranium colors fling from dresses splatter upon her skull like clouds in the sky does she know her shoelaces are tied together? no worries her mouth will do the walking jailed in a white room, cushioned by j pollocks which hang …

My book worm, early rising Toasted peanut butter sandwich To solve her morning famish Snoring like an apache helicopter Hugs from frail bones Unceasingly sweet A wrinkle for each smile Five hour trips to farms, fields, family Far away from Fazolis and Cheesecake Factorys Irrevocable memories …

We smirk at each other’s terrible jokes & ride along in your Jeep with the top off screaming in tune to the radio & on hotel rooftops we lie watching the stars making promises & we play poker in the Chicago sand watch rom coms & horror we stay up too late together & I’ll …