Lauren
Prousky
Art
Pubic Mice
handeye
a screen is a good servant to a soft animal in wait
Going up the down escalator (searching for a neutral path)
open channel neutral agent
Too entirely horrible for the purposes of legitimate fiction
Black Tie Soup Night
Questions for a prebiotic broth
You can tell me more
When we speak at the same time we speak the same language
A spill that stays streaming
Collecting Dust
To build tiny monuments it to gather what’s there
Not for right now but keep just in case (BIG BAGS)
The glinting bones will go in my place (final performance in soup)
The Finally Frontier
JunkDrawerPhantomDressUpSoirée
Sometimes I worry I go too far
Writing
Trophy Case
My cuttlebone is a broken heart and it propels me forward
Becoming Slime: A Field Guide to a Gooier Life
Selected poems
Word Limit
A brief interlude about my fruitless love affair with sudoku
The Matinée
In defense of belly button lint and the hole that is nothing
Watch me
Archive
Piles, colour coding, vessels, shelves and lists
Curatorial & Collaborative
Ushers
Cha Cha Real Smooth: Art with Instructions
This Horizon Line is Bent at The Waist
Text Collective
Change of Plans
Familiar Strangers
There is no u-haul big enough for my move to sky castle
Clutter Collaborator
Goody Two Shoes
Buoyancy: Poolside Performances
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Originally published in BlackFlash 41.1 Surface