Three Poems with Pidgeonholes

I have three new poems about sex, death, and d&d out with Pigeonholes if you like any of those things.

DEAR LUMP

I felt you once in a dream, while I steadied myself
against the hips of a man I didn’t love

I’m eager to share my new poem published by the remarkable team at Poetry Online.

When I lift my nuclear missile, I do it
with my legs, my back straight.
I carry him with me wherever I can.
He can be a real pain sometimes.