Category: Jasmine Gardosi

Tastes 1

I wonder sometimes what would have happened if our first date was a dinner.   How you would have spent the time  controlling your gag

LOVE IS DEAF

She wants to scoop out my wax   She says there’s something satisfying about seeing a wall inside my ear and imagines the sucking pop

At Puregym

The Top 40 charts pause –  someone has dropped their squat bar too hard and made the disk skip.   Without the club beats, the

Advice on how to fall and rise

Catch the pavement with your toe   drum the ground with  knee heel of palm other knee knuckle   feel the people part like Moses

Corpse 2

In order to move on, make yourself into a body bag.   Change your essence into dense plastic.   Hollow yourself out.   Get over

Corpse 1

Relationships that have ended bare far too much similarity to dead bodies.   They don’t just disappear   They die. The smell will stay with

Numb

The winter after, you notice she’s developed a habit at dinner.   Takes huge pinches and sprinkles it like frosting on tiny spoonfuls.   You

Bedroom Eyes

As a child, she hugged her teddies too hard to her chest face-in, oblivious to friction.   The button-eyes always came off. On odd mornings

Window Shop Poets

When on display, allow yourself to stand as naked as a mannikins. Face the public boldly and baldly. It’s okay. They weren’t going to be

Tip for self assurance

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