but imagine if

we just started

throatpunches

in response to

sexist behavior

& why not shotgun
a sleeve of thin mints
in the thick of winter

writing
exorcizes

peaces put
in poems

these lines
i’ll leave

behind

how to care
about women
in ways which
are much worse
than not actually
caring at all

:

a theory of
unreliability

volume one

& other
working titles

a post-cancer irony

that each new issue

defaults to cancer

this reflex response

anxiety instinct et al

must walk back

each time like who

needs webmd when

they can just ask me

all day long poppin’
shoulder back into socket
with soft gravel crunch

i miss your long
laugh lunch meetup
$8 all-you-can-eat

pozole a few bucks
extra for those
best fish tacos

available anywhere
along this whole
damn fault line

he hangs
around
at night
another
trite moon
metaphor