in progress, muchly

here's part of something new that's in progress... it's very much in bits and pieces right now, but heck, might as well put something out there, right?

...right?

and happy valentine's day to all y'all.



bobby’s girlfriend volunteers to be the town’s
next human cannonball… kisses him goodbye,
her lips an implosion, a back draft,
three words she never meant to say.

already, she can taste the echo
of her escape—the sudden emptiness
of the sky as she sails over main street,
a smile like the sun painting the upturned
faces a deeper shade of fire.

she tries on the bomb’s desire
like a new pair of shoes, forgetting
her footprints were always surrounded
by broken glass and blast radius.