Love in the time of Lexapro - by
It’s not quick & I’m resentful for this.
My SSRI & I are in a deep, dream-like relationship.
I am fully awake in the static;
when they leave, I shake,
when they stay, I sleep.
sexuality
To the Fair Clorinda - by
In pity to our Sex sure thou wer’t sent,
That we might Love, and yet be Innocent:
For sure no Crime with thee we can commit;
Or if we shou’d – thy Form excuses it.
Embrace Me II - by
sometimes what I’d love
is to put an end to poems
The Académie Française Considers a Word for ‘Dogging’ - by
Chiennage, a literal response, is cast aside,
/ its laziness the thin end of the wedge, reminder
/ that the Anglophones are twenty miles…
The Sunlit Surfaces - by
Ein Bild des Glaubens ist das schöne Weib:
/ Sie ist ein ja, und sie ist grenzenlos.
/ …
Ripeness - by
It is three months since you taught me love can be fun
/ and one since you came to fruit,
/ breasts weighty and…
Leigeil bhruadaran dhìom - by
Tha am feasgar ciùin,
/ an t-adhar san uinneig
/ gun smal…
/ Ist, m’ eudail,
/ na bruidhinn an-dràst’,
/ tha taibhsean a’ dol siar.
/
/ Chan e fear àraidh a…
dàn - by
sgrìobh thu air m’ anam
/ do nàdur, a bhidse gun chridhe, is dhùin
/ thu an leabhar gu grad mus d’ ràinig
/ sinn deireadh…
I am the moon, and you are the man on me - by
Tonight, I am white and full.
/ My surface is all curves
/ and craters, but you don’t mind.
/ You have travelled alone through the…