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we invited him into our home—
a ripe almond jackal with blackened eyes,
orange by the glow of fire,
starving but for a maw of scrapwood
that bloodied his gums and
spat a red poison he coughed
onto our rug, begging
for crisped pork fat to lessen
the cut of his ribs.
we boiled our parsnips and ginger
until the steam rose his fur
to the coat of a tyrant,
clam-dyed and gilded by the light
of a sunset who sunk
into the churning slick of his digestion,
pearl teeth gleaming when we asked
if he needed anything else
besides the throne he wove of our bedsheets
and dog skins.
in the night,
he stole our daughter and left
her dress at the door,
unfastened.
a ripe almond jackal with blackened eyes,
orange by the glow of fire,
starving but for a maw of scrapwood
that bloodied his gums and
spat a red poison he coughed
onto our rug, begging
for crisped pork fat to lessen
the cut of his ribs.
we boiled our parsnips and ginger
until the steam rose his fur
to the coat of a tyrant,
clam-dyed and gilded by the light
of a sunset who sunk
into the churning slick of his digestion,
pearl teeth gleaming when we asked
if he needed anything else
besides the throne he wove of our bedsheets
and dog skins.
in the night,
he stole our daughter and left
her dress at the door,
unfastened.
Literature
A Gods Debt
Sutured together by artists,
devoured blasphemy-
hallowed out, & spit back up,
( you are afraid. )
Hooks longing for her ribcage embrace;
god-hands that can't seem to keep to themselves
grapple the gargoyle exterior of her deflowered frame.
( spread your legs. )
Red-inked and trembling,
prosetry masked as screams
knots into her anatomy.
Literature
Zemi
Things having to be returned to their transparency:
i.
/ green mist-earth / knit
atmosphere / fathomless
blue-lavender / lights
spun out from light
ii.
are recalcitrance / and you
are convergence
& - a fingernail of summer
- a melting of rain
- a crown of flowers
- a priest of sunsets
(beautiful? I love you, because. Zemi.
Zemi. are you beautiful because I love
you? Zemi? )
iii.
I imagine this is what it's like to breathe sea foam
over the Cliffs of Moher: hydration. absolution.
Literature
cosmology
I'm running out of lofty ideas.
you are a veritable Arcturus,
a supernova,
a red giant of sorts,
but I can't find the words
to fuel your fusion.
I am a black hole
where light buries itself.
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sometimes unch just sends me titles like "hey write something with this title" and i say okay b/c why not?
anyway: golden jackals can be tamed if raised from the time they are young pups; however, they'll sometimes eat, maim, or maul small children in the house, no matter how docile they appear.
anyway: golden jackals can be tamed if raised from the time they are young pups; however, they'll sometimes eat, maim, or maul small children in the house, no matter how docile they appear.
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Slick and twisted. Reads like a sneaky little thrill. I'm gonna have to get you you're own folder Jorge.