You mixed a drink of sugar, rum, brackish debris. The ice was finite.

In Love

Those moments are all I want. I want a life of this. He sighs and I sigh.

Marriage Counselor

I confessed to loving another man, streetlamp sequin on a rain puddle. Later, in sleep, your arms opened to me. Mid-snore compromise.

The Applicant

I’m still in love with this filthy city, but now I know Berlin's love isn’t free.