I will tell this story to the sun until you remember that you are the sun
(Book)

Prologue/epilogue: parting is such, sweet (a new language for old songs)

Summer. Blue hole #4

Beastly

Dissociation, a radiance

cow bones

A legacy of torch songs

Hunter S. Thompson was here (too)

Girl the shape of smoke rings, I want to warn her the fish hook in the yard

Polaroid

Call it earthlight all atremble

Self-portrait as Gomorrah burning

In which she thinks bodiles & he is deeply human

I will tell this story to the sun until you remember that you are the sun

Fall. The page of cups half-empty

Self-portrait as chicken dinner

What is it about October that feels like burning alive

Floodsong for collapsed bridges

Blue hole #5

Self-portrait as the metaphorical heart

Friendsgiving at the edge of the void

Postcards from Denton County

Hourglass

September becomes another continent

Light recycled

Self-portrait as love's coroner

Winter. Hello something beautiful that I am trying to ruin

Knife again & light

Illusion/Illumination

A lesson in canvasses

They say suffering is noble

Time passes, shirtless after Frank Stanford and for the three holes in his heart

Moonrisen

Stupid girls are always trying to dissapear as revenge

In which she is unbottoned by absence & he is his own apartment building

Galentines

The red line

Ballad for coming home n the year 2017

Spring. Postcards from Bowling Green

Incantation for choosing

Self-portrait as tinnitus in the dark

Hermitage

West End & wonderland

We were fledgling lightbulbs

Blue hole #7

Postcards from Port Isabel

We bury our tongues and our tentpoles

Spaceshifting

Unlatched skyline with alternate endings

Epilogue/prologue: you said you didn't believe in ghosts.