Author: Nick Flynn

Hover The imagined center, our tongues Grew long to please it, licking The walls, a chamber built of scent, A […]

He reads my latest attempt at a poem And is silent for a long time, until it feels Like that […]

I want to erase your footprints From my walls. Each pillow Is thick with your reasons. Omens Fill the sidewalk […]

I dreamt your suicide note Was scrawled in pencil on a brown paperbag, & in the bag were six baby […]

At the end there were straws In her glove compartment, I’d split them open To taste the familiar bitter residue, […]

Children under, say, ten, shouldn’t know That the universe is ever-expanding, Inexorably pushing into the vacuum, galaxies Swallowed by galaxies, […]

Bees may be trusted, always, to discover the best, nay, the only Human, solution. Let me cite an instance; an […]

I go back to the scene where the two men embrace & grapple a handgun at stomach level between them. […]

It nests in the hollow of my pelvis, I carry it with both hands, as if offering my stomach, as […]