August Smith is a child telling the truth. Sometimes the truth is he has to listen to the voices of various creatures he's killed speak to him reproachfully, and he shares that with us, because wouldn't we all? Parties abound… — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
“I believe there is something else entirely going on but no single person can ever know it, so we fall in love.” — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
I was coming out of a bar in Manhattan in the rain at night. I felt lonely. Then I thought: there is nothing lonelier… — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
And there I was with the stars hanging above my house like live wiresand the night sky the color of stockings. I stuck out… — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
August Smith is a child telling the truth. Sometimes the truth is he has to listen to the voices of various creatures he's killed… — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
“And there I was with the stars hanging above my house like live wires and the night sky the color of stockings. I stuck… — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
“I’m charming and handsome. They take my pen. I buy the poem from the garden of bees for one euro. A touch on the… — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
“Recently I've been dreaming of cursing old people with little provocation, because their culture has a long history of enslaving, raping, and segregating, and… — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
