Everything, Poetry

DISAPPEARING IN BEACON HILL by cj west

You are a hitchhiker’s brainwash, a negative gasmask, a pair of waiting hands vacant everywhere You are a hoarder of ridges, a concave risk, heartsick and craving bludgeon exchange in a room of soundless piano keys, pushed in. Lonely carnivore, with a dirty forehead a mouth of murder. You beautiful handsaw, ripping my roots to […]

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BODY SAY WHAT IT FEELS LIKE by cj west

being touched in a charged body by      accident bounces bones enough to shed dead skinand leave flesh behind to finagle steady breath without a frame      of mind barely attached to a torso danglingout of the car window even if hanging on means swallowing      the one-winged mosquitos or pounding a steak until the vesselsrun dry and deformed or become […]

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SPLATTER by cj west

—– cj west is a 20 yr old junior at Emerson College, where they created a major in Performance Poetry. They don’t care what your parents think of her tattoos. Their favorite things are: cats, bread, and women. Two they’re allergic to, one is out to get them. If they can’t change the world they […]

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MISDIAL TONE by cj west

hi you might like the way the moon looks will you go outside and see for yourself put the phone down first open the door then close it take however long you need to make up your mind if you don’t come back before time runs out i won’t blame you doesn’t it look like […]

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