#philip schaefer

[upst--rs]

Philip Schaefer from Bad Summon.

[thiswaycomessomethingwicked]

[kavikshiraj]

How          do we sing amnesia out of our lovers’ heads?

from Bad Binaries, by Philip Schaefer, published in Split Lip Magazine

[mortalpractice]

            Our veins crack like a gold-trimmed plate                         tossed onto the driveway as we tongue              the ridgeline between pleasure and sharp blood. When we are good we are only mostly             good -- ---Philip Schaefer, from “Twitch Twice, Play Dead,” published in The Adroit Journal

[pairedaeza]

Every day a heart is pulled out like a wet plum from one body and placed inside another. Every day someone comes home to a lover packing her bags… Behind this midnight other midnights trace a face so familiar we touch our cheekbones like twin moons.

Philip Schaefer, excerpt of ‘Suture’. Published in Guernica.

[nomorechoirs]

“Vivisecting” by Philip Schaefer & Jeff Whitney

[mortalpractice]

This is a marbled lightning we contain by being silent. I want the world to know we will be as loud as the salmon who swim upstream into their skin. We will apologize for everything with our chests in the wind. ---Philip Schaefer, from “Buffalo Jump,” published in The Adroit Journal

[tenderloincherub]

Gradually Then Suddenly

Philip Schaefer

Flowers a dull pink and out of stories.

The clown in the middle of town dances but only when the streetlights

go blank. Children puff through

the window in a way that makes their faces an inner god. I have all these chairs

I cannot use. Only the belonging

they beg for. Consider a dead oven then consider freedom. A heavy kite

could touch Jupiter if Jupiter existed.

Any child could become a swan song. It doesn’t take long to weather.