Poems from peanutteeth
Sweaty palms on a mirror
Looking at myself
Back when we were kids
We walked on ceilings and
chased ice cream trucks
Red nails that took...
While the sunburn in my head
Gets ready to peal
The smooth and time stricken ocean floor
Her body in the midnight water
Or hers in the...
My happiness
Can be weighed in the season
and in her defrosted windshield
December and the heat reaches my toes
cold enough to see our...
Step out of the car
It swishes away like soft hair
In the car going so fast
God bless America
And it’s glamorous technology
I’m sick I...