control

Just calm down,

Blow Up,

and Everything will be just fine.

Confetti

only illusory tools to create your own illusion

so we float and we kick and we paddle and drown

feel the post-its suffocating, stuffed in your pinata mouth.

Melon Season

She was like the succulent, sweet melon that's hard and scaly on the out, soft and mushy in, with a hollow seedy core. Like the stack of green cantaloupe flavored hi-chew next to my computer, like her and her melons and the summer.