Tag: writers
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Leaving Life – a poem
Rotting log Laid back in bliss casing breaking, core dark and moist sinking into the ground blazed and dreamy sinking into a bath of mud mingling with creatures it has never known who remove the chipping bark and give each piece a home AH, it sighs arms stretched out wide evaporation, rainbow vision consciousness becoming […]
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from a March evening (Fountain) – a poem
As the fountain flecks up tiny spheres, my eyes let droplets down Soft yams, a paper cup of soup I hold my arms and drown Inside the doors, the tuning strings, The children on the roof with wings, Outside old bones sink into grass I watch the fountain’s plastic tubes The evening dims, look left […]
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Sweat Lodge
Fall 2021 The dark soft air and the sky speckled with stars. I walk away from the group a couple steps up a knotty incline and already feel lightheaded from the peyote; my head is up and the ground feels purple. When I return to the group around the fire, your sweatpants tied around my […]
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it’s just not nice
6/8/22 Nothing nice aboutchewed up nicotine wadscans quarter full lukewarmpages just half assed scrambledlaundry on the flooracne, eating greasedirty hands, animal tearsone hundred tabs of things I won’t do andthree hundred sixty or so wasted months. I went to a physical therapistwho tried to move my tight ribs andI haven’t been touched in half a […]
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Shameful
Summer 2021 Notebooks and folders files and drives secret, lazy, childish thoughts my idealism, my loneliness none of it amounting to anything yet go through it every couple of years keep the things that make me laugh that aren’t too incriminating those times I wrote just to have something to say and was too distracted […]
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A wish
Summer 2021 One night when I was very youngon the drive home, head against the window,looking at the bright signs and buildingsand the stars,I made a wish. It was a wonderful wishbut I was a nervous child.I feared I might regret itfor some reason I didn’t know yet So I made another wishthat only the […]