“How I want
Bokchoy & MSG
Packets that make my tongue easier
To exterminate”

“a swamp, a literal swamp
bloat of bodies walk up
H street, you’ll start seeing 
them ghosts –”

“Her hands passed over small grapes
to select perfectly round baubles, some clean enough to eat 
straight from the vine, others brushed with a dusting of gold pollen 
she’d wipe on her dress.”

“Charlotte keeps men 
in a holding pattern until 
the fifth date.”

“Yes, there is still joy to be found,

even when we cannot stop our loved ones from dying."