Campus Rapids

Inside the tiny lunch room, with its tiny chairs and low ceilings next to the copier behind closed-doors In the corners of the hallways It spreads– like a lit match in a windy forest, faster than the blink of an eye… stories form and spread of her and him and them “Did you hear…” “Are … More Campus Rapids


“You have to sleep here, little girls are the first to get kidnapped and sold into prostitution,” my mother used to tell me as she squeezed me in between the wall and her on trains. My mind gurgles on the inside with directives from all of you; none of whom have known the glory of … More Scream

A Level Anchor

Arms out in a T-shape, I walk stable as hell across a tight rope; it’s new, it’s old, I should have mastered this prance, but today eleven years later, after a full thirty days of getting back on and sliding right off, I am back baby. I could jog across the thin line barefoot, if … More A Level Anchor


The french doors swing open with a baby gust of wind: me on one side, you on the other Our eyes meet–soft at first, then hard, narrowing to a thin line of sight I focus all my desire with magnetic force; I am the sun, you the earth But, you maintain the same fierce force … More Charge