Author: Kate Green

  • Crocodile

    the chili cock sauce will leave your lips burning though not the same way as the sweet cream deliberately whorey to match my recklessness I should spin this on repeat since it’s no longer a rarity to see myself jumping both feet in with a hand over my eyes but the other this time may […]

  • tilling the soil

    Juarez, I’ll call it swampy and wanting that water bog as it sticks in spindles two feet in the air it mirrors my instability growing wildly in all directions. ten yellow tulips with spring still fresh in their buds placed in sugar water at the end of my bed so when I wake alone their […]