Poet Laundry

International District, Seattle WA Photo © 2013 Jennifer Wagner Afterward she felt just like the used condom,   ...

of all the blueprints and maps, locations marked with a jagged cross, i like the one where we intersected best Copyright © 2013...

she washed herself clean in the dirty river— sinking down into muddy banks, covering herself and the tar that lives and...

adorn me with your breath, i will flower and grow underneath the overgrowth of black trees that bear no fruit and needle ...

sitting in the dust accusers round her, thick— with pride and spittle dribbling their bearded chins fingers pointing, fists...

facing the winter of a hearse driven life you soldier on with skeletons in the closet clacking along the last frost covere...

Her thoughts took a dark turn like jackals in the threadbare sun ripping, ripping until she couldn’t see herself, now a carcass of o...