Tag Archives: Carina Solis

i clipped my fingers at twilight & now, inexplicably, I am young & starlit again my belly swallows itself full & i can’t breathe without it gulping moonwards; imagine me, a sombre bullfrog i woke up at dawn with salt … Continue reading →

at a family cocktail party sitting at the adult table scraping cheese on a saltine and sipping diet coke smile at the peel of cow heart curled on greasy plates (they speak in malagasy a heritage i can’t understand) (so … Continue reading →