chromatographics

gay poems by mb bischoff

the zig zag cafe

mb + ClaireViolet

switchback stair market manicules labyrinth reveal a hanging garden

third place jazz no reservations? but what were we before ourselves

finishing a talk with your sister a tinctured fire fluid solidifies

all black pupils sadist’s leaning considering want freepouring both

lamplight yellow redlight therapy shaken & stirred cry our eyes out

point of returns now that we know the place’s ours last words echo.

violet

your aperture narrows as f /our voices deepen sunlight burns through exposed cloth shutters

we made you to protect an us we never realized would be safe as she is it’s no decorative pansy

darkrooms reveal stains & splatters under safety lightbulb, glowing ruby our eyes don’t adjust yet

we have twins, don’t we? is it sisters, not twins? god, no that’s a different flower entirely — rosemary

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