[tabby title="Poet Bio"] When I make love to my dearest, I picture someone else. He places fat rolls of paper over his main member to measure its width, what a pervert. His breath reeks of cigarette ash, cherry flavored; it...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Cotton words dipped in The Nile invite me with kisses to capture in a bottle. Enrapture me with life Years engraved in sediment Excavate to unearth bones, memories scattered like ash across Disneyland Capture and drink desires...