(it is a true error)

my name is Cassandra and i do too much research.

I am always having a party. When I am in the shower in the morning, shampoo party. This is how I live. Everything I do is a party. A funeral? That’s just a party with a new ghost.

—Sara Woods, “Forever Party,” from Wolf Doctors (via bostonpoetryslam)

everything i found on the ground, august 2014

everything i found on the ground, august 2014

what if i get addicted to stick & pokes, what if i never stop

what if i get addicted to stick & pokes, what if i never stop

Sacrifice everything
and wait. Love will drop
from the sky, whole
and unharmed—if only
you are patient, your rituals pure
and correct, it can be just
like before.

—My poem “A Cargo Cult of the Heart” is in the first issue of Mount Island!

I’M VERY DISAPPOINTED IN ALL OF YOU

I’M VERY DISAPPOINTED IN ALL OF YOU

this is what happens when you try to order books about sacco & vanzetti and 1920s chicago crime from third-party sellers on amazon, apparently

this is what happens when you try to order books about sacco & vanzetti and 1920s chicago crime from third-party sellers on amazon, apparently

bike cows

bike cows

My velvet bone
appendages look phenomenal
on me for some rock star
reason & I sport these bad boys
every chance I get. Girls
don’t wear antlers
my classmates
inform me. Unless you are a boy
or a lady lover
. I obstruct their view
like a grotesque tree branch.

—Jade Benoit, “Girls Don’t Wear Antlers,” published in Similar Peaks (via bostonpoetryslam)