heat wave – mud howard

the future is not Las Vegas yet here we are dying and newly alive glittering thunder dome of sweat i can’t wake up from this ugly ass place out on the strip i mount my grief the breeze crashes against my cheek you pace and text and mouth breathe beside me the brassy comb of…

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in the void – mud howard

i set the woods on fire and conjure up an image of you in a rain jacket, hating your job i remember nothing i BCC’d no one what did you say the moon is in Gemini or Aries or some shit the band of light changes color every hour we never swam together in the…

swamped – mud howard

when we think of rage, we summon our mother. unsullied memories of her barefoot & bloated, knifing the air beneath our father’s scraggly chin, making crazy look sacrosanct in the flouro light. “there was a time when sexual harassment was a compliment,” our mother says, brushing the blue out of her eyes. how provocative. how…

mud howard – Ikea

crying in IKEA your face framed a black bob in a sea of geometric tears crying in a shopping cart going 50 mph moving in together crying on this fluorescent vacation a bony Swedish hand wrapped around my shoulder the gradual zipping up of every feeling inside me building a home i obsessively chop plastic…

mud howard – Recovery

next to me slumbering mom under mounds of cotton moon phase tank askew on her sunken shoulder I can feel dad in the living room jealous kettle wanting to bond from inside his masculinity dark, gray eyebrows thickened animal said he felt sad hugging me before the surgery & now he projects his quivering discomfort…