Sun on the creases of someone I love, shadows cut / our funny surface.

When you texted him something passive aggressive because he didn't answer your text in a timely manner, did he ignore you harder? Small dick energy (SDE).

Story

Story

And the rubber women were melting / Like gum on the hot pool deck

you can build the fist into a exclamation point

Mathematicians make use of rather interesting and imaginative leaps to explain mathematics, or to be the substance of mathematics in its own right. 

With Soft Core the whole book poured out of me in a weird ecstatic gush; I like to mindlessly word-vomit first, take a break and drink some kratom, then return to the word doc and start editing in a slower, more thoughtful way, so that it kind of feels like sculpting.

crumple my stupid heart / a thing of wire and feathers

Our bones 
are always grinning.

He’d been by himself now for months except for game night with his colleagues and so he multiplied 13 by 47 in his head and divided it down until it was a trace behind the decimal point and then he asked her if she would like to meet him for a coffee downtown.

A glassy-looking eye staring out too from Mr A’s head. Had he been a victim somewhere along the line?

I’m hitting my vape while he’s being vulnerable.

You're glowing, she said. And why would I be glowing? It can't be the gutrot wine, or last week's fast food lunches. It can't be my Quasimodo limp, I smashed my toe on a fire hydrant trying to

Run to him,
it urged. Drop to your knees

When she used to swim at night her bones cut through water like perforating paper. It was always the same ritual, pants off first with a slight shimmy, arms up high overhead to get rid of the

I was informed that it was going to be some kind of horror and pornography mash-up. Lisa promised a murder.

I held out my fist, “Midwest love.”

She touched her knuckles to mine.

I intimidate men

With my intensity

Please don’t be scared of me

I most certainly am not acting out, I inform Mom via ESP, as she silently bids me to exercise her extolled virtue of impulse control. Across from us at the dinner table looms a leering lech