Grace Crummett

I have a bodily dream one that in me sparks a twin flame on two pillar candles named Unknown & Uncertainty tall soldiers straight waiting burning until I am wiping away their hot tears as if delaying their shudder & slouch into waxy viscera. with time their...

We say house meeting to talk about the dishes missing bread lid and sneaking eggs, water for ducks and greens for sheep, rodents who cherish our crumbs, toilets all our ass cheeks have kissed, clutter in the early hours, dirty salad bowls at lunch, harried cleanups in...