Tiffany Castor



Tiffany Castor


Tiffany Castor

last night i came across human foot prints
leading to a pile of broken glass

my head filled with static,
menthol cigarettes, and mania

took this scene to its most logical conclusion:
a human being made out of glass,
sauntered up next to the garbage can
with hair primped, hips rolling,

and for no apparent reason,