“I love classical tailoring but I worry that maybe it comes across as a bit stuffy and boring? I want to convince myself, and ideally other people, that I’m hot…
“Corpse Flower” gathers those petals, each one placed on the altar as every word is placed in the poem. The sweetness of a petal curling up to touch itself.
Stuff those dirty ’shrooms in your face, poke her in the front and liquor in the rear and then brace yourself because Jenny’s still got her same pair of tights…