[tabby title="Poem"] Walls are slanted, theyTIPThe stepsretractSoYou fall down the helter skelterAnd try to grab onto useless directionsBut there is no gridNo mapNo landmarkTo point toJust spiral walls and dark depths. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Chaelio Thomas is a queer writer...

[tabby title="Poem"] How does time move(swells stretches stationary inflatesddrrrrraaaaaaaaagggggs out -drinkseverydropuntilitrelinquishes itself to the next minute)to the boy who watches the snailawaiting the arrival of the fatherwho will bring him to play catch? He measures it in slimeAs he can't...

[tabby title="Poem"]I want to say what the fxxxWhy are you asking about my insidesOn WhatsappAnd we could be at brunch and you askHow's the car or did I get the results of my scanMaybe you think I'm so scatter brainedOr...