revelation

the way your voice curdles in my ears like warm milk when you say " us"
oh, it breaks me down like a child.




"Young Jesus goes to school carrying his cross upon his shoulder. When he learns his lessons well he is given candy. A sweet apple to put in his mouth, a bouquet of flowers to put in his little heart.
Youll see. Youll go and see them, youll talk to them. Theyll listen to you and theyll follow you."


your chap stick sticks my white cotton dress to my thighs
i told you to wait till after class
your hair smelling like orchards and your lips tasting like strawberry fields on fire