Maybe I was stained with mercury and malathion.
Maybe that time I ran through the fog of mosquito 
repellent wasn’t the best idea, though we all did it, 
didn’t we?

— — Martha Silano from poem Self-Elegies

• It’s Not The Shattering Itself That Breaks You
• I Am Not The Whiskey You Want
• Life Is Too Short To Wake Up With Regrets
• Make Love Your Lodestar
• There Is An Ocean Of Silence Between Us… And I Am Drowning In It