The thick green like a grout in between giants which are tiles and are pocked and waving. Travelling (driving) which is through or with that desireless thickness that comes from my Pa or the anxiety which makes everything monumental even breathing.

I feel ugly like a man

Full bladder

bulging unpicking at the bellybutton

pad of wax cooled on the tongue crumbling into bits of Greek feta

salty dermal frottage

curing a group

Holding a fist full of olives with brine that seeps through my fingers

Holding two wet oysters with brine that slips through my fingers

In  a conversation with four wet oysters

In a shell with a horticulture student

                                                                                      Coagulating in the shell with the horticulturalist

In  anywhere between twelve

                                                                                     In anywhere between lists

Anywhere with people to spread