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We are all going forward. None of us are going back.
—Snow and Dirty Rain

Meanwhile

There is an empty space next to you in the backseat of the / station wagon. Make it the shape of everything you need. Now say / hello.

—You Are Jeff

Driving, Not Washing

Wishbone

Saying Your Names

Makes a cathedral, him pressing against / me, his lips at my neck, and yes, I do believe / his mouth is heaven, his kisses falling over me / like stars.

names I called you behind your back, / sour and delicious, secret and unrepeatable

A Primer for the Small Weird Loves

You’re in the eighth grade. You know these things. / You know how to ride a dirt bike, and you know how to do / long division, / and you know that a boy who likes boys is a dead boy, unless / he keeps his mouth shut, which is what you / didn’t do, / because you are weak and hollow and it doesn’t matter anymore.

Visible World

Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out

You see, I take the parts that I remember and stitch them back together / to make a creature that will do what I say / or love me back

green eyes flicked with yellow, dried leaves on the surface of a pool-- / You could drown in those eyes, I said.

watching supernatural for the first time in 2026 moodboard/reading list