Elegy for Jane
2022voices instead of platitude text I followed with a Google, a Marin, Musgrove website set place in a dorm room seven sisters or fewer now
Heart pounds all my eternal sang out of my fingers
a bad habit if you ask me and she
loved Baudelaire and I hope the post-it
alstroemeria wall shredded peacefully
Those college towns are bleak in the winter
don’t feel bad about working in ads
I’m in theatre why justify? I know ugly ducks
when I spot them. Drink your kirshwasser or
it will perfectly reach the temperature
of your body and slink silently down your gizzard