connection – Undusted Corners

fractures (with apologies to william carlos williams)

If you search for “poems about broken arms”you’ll find the words of amateurs,mainly,But who is a pro at this?Are the missing plums from the iceboxA metaphor for the ligamentPulling my bone until it snapped?Snapped,Forgive me.Forgive me? They were soSoSo I’m going to ask you a lot of intrusive questionsAnd I’m so sorryI just don’t wantContinue reading “fractures (with apologies to william carlos williams)”

“If you think I look bad, you should see the other guy.”

Such pains evade the eternally ephemeral—the ones only landing lightly,A brush against a cheek so gentle you’d almost think you’d dreamed it.So soft.So fleeting. We landed too hard this time,The both of us.Left an imprint on your faceScraped your noseSliced your chin, just there. Just so. And me, as much the worse for wearBruised downContinue reading ““If you think I look bad, you should see the other guy.””

thrums

and thereare thosemeantfor passing-throughmerelyfor passing-through gentlygentler, still. for passing-throughmy handsholding my handsholdingthemloosely,looser, still. turning and turning and turningevery thread of my love, my love, my loveinto the warp and weft. kfw 2021

this is not a playlist.

What are your tiniest, most insignificant regrets? When I was 19 or so, I met a guy at a show at the 40 Watt, the way one does—or I assume the way one does when the music is too loud to carry on an audible conversation—a lot of you noticing them noticing you noticing themContinue reading “this is not a playlist.”

microchimerism (and other persistences)

In spite of having convinced myself that I’d successfully encapsulated, sealed and healed them, past wounds leak out when I don’t expect it. I don’t mind so much if they leak out when I’m alone—I’ve got that down to a science—but when they leak in public, like an unexpected period on a newly menstruating teenager’sContinue reading “microchimerism (and other persistences)”

On walking.

I. My latest (mild) obsession is with a certain type of video that keeps making its way onto my algorithmically-generated TikTok “For You” page. These videos typically feature young, white, presumably cis(?) women demonstrating the ways in which they prepare themselves to be perceived as young men when facing the public. The instructions in theseContinue reading “On walking.”