Tyler Friend is a genderless, amorphous blob who lives off of Altoids, Adobe products, and alliteration. Online at tylerfriend.com.
Blood-let.
Honey cut.
Undercover smut:
long-overdue books
(plaque ghosts).
Impolite hosts,
overcast eyelashes,
and un(der)paid maids.
In order to produce us,
our mother had to learn
the trick of budding.
Cactus juice trip.
Perception change mind flip.
It’s a world that’s alive.
Armed with their own gods,
they bind brains,
form skulls to fit,
and trepan out any inconsistencies.