Category: The Fashioned Series

We are made up of outer shells, hooves, and helmets. We live in sin with lonely dishes, decanters, and devil’s food cake. Accessories are not additives, but attachments. Our clutter embellishes, wraps us up within a blanket of collections. The Fashioned Series is about how our intimacy with objects mingles with meaning. These poems fuse humor with observation, fashion with personality, and ponderings with insignificance. Be careful what you’re fashioned after.

Flannel Likes Your Grandma

  Comforters are insecure Blankets hide in between secrets Muffling the truth of the matter Pillows make lewd suggestions To any side of the head That happens to take an interest Sheets are cold at first Until they warm up to you King, Queen,…

Sacred Clothing

  Suspenders are oblivious To their importance They hold shit up Panties can only be pink once Bras are too self-involved Gloves never lay a hand on anything Belts are for the buttless Tightening up when uncomfortable Loosening up after a few drinks Jock…

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Casuals Don’t Fool Anyone

  Slippers are for cowards Slip-ons are for Christmas Morning hung-over dads Sandals are for white people forced into dreadlocks on their way to burn a man Dancing out of their money eating spiced tempeh fries disguised as Jesus peyote offered by the naturopath…

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