Paid for by patrons
"Two ways to write a poem

about your feelings—

first, like an autopsy

on the X-Files: gasping, recoiling,

—Mulder, come look at this—

viscous green shame, guilt, pulsating love

that won't die, filmy gray residues of hatred,

a new species of jealousy antithetical to science—

all as repulsive as it is informative." ...

Read the rest: