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Category: Writing and Poetry
maybe it’s the air… …and maybe it’s the waves… …or maybe it’s the sand, speckled on your face… whichever it be, all more reason i continue to seek as the salt binds me and my own gloves, and i lay forever tethered to my mechanical sea… for once, you lie asleep, soft marble on the floor of this room and i stay awake, counting my... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
THE CYMBAL'S SONG OF IT there's the scent of freshly peeled orange slices, the small kind you share with friends, not for juicing. it's such a clear and clean smell that you suddenly become aware of how unclean everything else smells. i wonder how someone like me could ever like someone like you. like you like me like you like me like you you like me like you like me. i » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
"Tomorrow" Poem: “A LETTER TO A GHOST" The time on the clock reads 11:11 and I think of it as early, Before tomorrow there is tonight The small sliver of time between the future and present whirling, Curling and dancing across the sky when dark turns to light To dream of it is to believe it, even for a moment Raising hands to hold it inside But I ask you, and for once I really mean it, A locked b » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
autumn brings change 11:11 and to haunt me forevermore i kept a packet of poppies in my front pocket. stand outside a living grave, teeming with nothingness and space. it grows this way. lacking the heart to really say anything, just staring at it. its sudden. dont want to think about it much, but i already see it in the sky—pale then abyss. i hear it already. dreading april the same way i dread ... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
A) No B) Well, C) Yes, it's the same.. D) ..but it has changed. I want to wish for an afterlife filled with love. I hope to be sent somewhere kind and beautiful. I long for the sun on the snow and the red of berries growing on brambles. One with a glimmering ocean, one with air to breathe in. One with a soft blanket field of green. E) "In heaven, there are no animals," they told me long ago in the... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
THERE'S A LOT OF TIME TO CELEBRATE the florescent lights that hum and buzz above are slightly warming me up as i lay on the cold metal of the autopsy table. i almost wish you could see me now. i kind of like the smell of the sanitizer and gloves. and i kind of like the quiet feeling of shrinking smaller like this. i'm not so embarrassed about anything right » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
BY THE RED OF MY LIPS sparks flying down your skin sounding like glitter on the christmas ornaments hanging on trees like we. sob sisters never keeping the center stone of our argument. hack journalists ripping apart our papier-mâché faces. wait for me here and carry your crystal tears. seedy towns in the middle of nowhere. i’ll bring along your tommy gun. you’ll bring me with you. a ring... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
sold the stars for city lights tonight and on the counter i gave you the leftovers of my heart. work with me here, counting the planets that float under us realizing that there isn't really a rock bottom. just middle and average again. but it's all the same. now i'm whittling both you and i down until all we got are these thorns. would dogs still bark if they knew what you are? will trees set the... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
i think my eyes haven't adjusted to bright light peaking out through the bars of the cage, i'll wait for it. i'm waiting still despite the time i've been here. the explosion outside rattles the swings and causes the flowers in the fields to tremble with their weak roots. 4 birds in a nest. 3 bleary eyed. just a child running to the city, you're driving slowly away like a crawling bug and i stil... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
im writing this a day later so you know its not a lie its fed through a long unending chute with no obstructions the plague and plaque builds up Yet again to think about what the people will be wearing on their faces when they see mangled places. Full detail no longer just traces in the end and tomorrow again . and tomorrow again the scar is gone and we are dry waiting another coat of paint for ... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
the kids are gone again and the field's left empty. warm mulberry tree in summertime lets me pick greedily. sugar on the stove tuned to the zap of hot heat, cooling you down with saccharine treat. mulberry jam on crackers. season's so sweet. :) » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
...you come swimming into view... tonight the fire sparked burning conversation, your tone cloying like sweet smoke. hidden kelp clung to words spoken deep under ocean. the moon disappeared and the stars glowed even brighter. plain midnight background. the tide drowns out all sound, the salty air freezes our once-warm skin. we leave shells of ourselves across the shore. waves roll cold agains » Continue Reading
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