High Functioning (By Cat Matchuk)

Pen scratches, dirty dishes
stained pillowcases
uniform
Sleep. Continue reading “High Functioning”
Words bring forward stars to forge a world from the ink, breathe, your heart will write.
Pen scratches, dirty dishes
stained pillowcases
uniform
Sleep. Continue reading “High Functioning”
Cut, cut, cut
the young girl’s hair falls to the floor.
You ask yourself, who will I be now?
I want to drink whiskey straight from the bottle
and wear leather
Continue reading “Cut, Burn, Bury”
She speaks and swallows back the words
as soon as they leave her tongue,
a delayed censoring. Continue reading “Threaded Lips”