Anthems For a Seventeen Year-Old Girl

after Broken Social Scene by Olivia Treynor The deer with one antler livestonight. In the green studded duskI ask the fog for oxygen. I’ve never been to a trailer park. I think god is a round thingI can fit in my mouth. My boy knows how to put things between teeth:gumsnarl, cheekbite, bonewhite.Digestion starts atContinue reading ” Anthems For a Seventeen Year-Old Girl