Fault Lines

I am not alone

I am not alone as I am often in conversation with my pen and pencil

They reside on my green oak desk

Next to the Caspian Captains



I am attracted to Gregory

He is attracted to me

But we will never have sex

Because I own his notebook


Red River

You are soaping your breasts

Under the shower

I am washing your cunt

With my flannel

Your period has started

And has soiled my cloth

But I will forgive you

As we both love chamber music