Wifetime A specter A woman Stands in Fingers I can Women Concealing The best Viscera which Between my The specter (The art You You have | wearing the skin who knows my bedroom my naked feel her and beds bodies ripe astronauts have if possessed mattress and wearing the skin of wanting have nothing nothing | visions of my mother better doorway bed frame seething once wre skirts and bearing the right stuff I would shove my box spring of an artist what one is meant to) to hide I’d want |
—Claire Rychlewski (The Broadkill Review)