Culture of the Underground

poetry

Goodbye Paris

Posted on: February 5, 2025February 5, 2025

Shivers on bare legs
I saw my heart hang in Parisian fog

poetry

Isla Mujeres

Posted on: January 19, 2025January 19, 2025

do promise lands really exist or
are we all really just
discordantly
running from it?

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Manic Whiskey Babe

Posted on: December 17, 2024January 19, 2025

Manic whiskey babe’s heart is served on a silver platter, bloody and pumping, to be feasted on in a Telegraph hill apartment

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Does she love the sea?

Posted on: September 26, 2024September 27, 2024

Do you love the sea?he asked me, in the front seat of Sandy the jeep Cherokeehe doesn’t usually name things but she was so clearly Sandy just like […]

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City Sick

Posted on: August 22, 2024August 23, 2024

City sick with July mist

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birds

Posted on: July 29, 2024September 18, 2024

I’m in the Mission. Birds fly in formation over head.

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don’t worry, baby

Posted on: June 19, 2024October 28, 2024

The city is my lover, as well as its men

poetry

Fate’s Journal

Posted on: May 1, 2024June 18, 2024

Fate, a sanguine movement about him, barely can hold himself up in rain-soaked bliss

poetry

Juan de Fuca

Posted on: April 10, 2024June 6, 2024

They say it’s foggy here, but Carl seems to be dissipating

poetry

I never liked holidays much

Posted on: March 3, 2024March 3, 2024

Themes in poetry make patterns on my skin