The space I take up depends on my distance from the walls: I am always the center point of a circle desperately trying to keep the radius the same between neutron-me and the cramped condo corners, me, screaming, and the suburb streets, my stormwide-spirit and the ocean’s heart. *** If you enjoy this poem, considerContinue reading “I shrink inside myself/I stretch Wider than my skin”
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Me and My 202nd Post
For my 202nd post, I will be doing the same thing as my 201st post–a poem (if you’d like to support this blog, consider buying me a pizza. *** Sleep deprived, I am still alive, and words slough off of brain, tripping over themselves in my limp noodleness to srtike the keyboard just right, butContinue reading “Me and My 202nd Post”
Hunger
If a newborn has not yet eaten their first meal, do they know if they are hungry? Do they know that what they want, is food? Kits mewl, pups squeal, babies cry– “my tummy aches, I don’t like this, give me something I have never had, to satisfy me.” — I do not know whatContinue reading “Hunger”
Time Travelers and Flimsy Papers
I came up with a metaphor for me: instead of just existing in regular 3D, my brain, my body, my heart take an average of 4D genius and 2D simplicity and pretend to like it in the middle plane when really rather they’d be time travelers and flimsy papers, shiny puddles and every state ofContinue reading “Time Travelers and Flimsy Papers”
Hollowed Road (a haiku)
These mountainsides wear ancient veins. Bloodstains of war unpurged by time’s fire. *** Enjoy this poem? Check out my buy me a pizza page for more!
What a Trick Present
Today, I try to write better than yesterday. I revise the poem I began yesterday, I make yesterday’s story scenes come clean. By that logic, tomorrow I will write better than today, I will improve what I do right now. What a trick present, cyclicly losing to my future self, and winning over my past–Continue reading “What a Trick Present”
Hypothesis Sea
If I take you to the reef of my mind, then you must promise to swim out further than the tides. — I have a hypothesis: I’ve only ever ironed clothes twice in my life, but maybe strangers touch the metal to tell if it’s hot so they know how badly they’ll be burned byContinue reading “Hypothesis Sea”
Chocolate Logic
Like chocolate, I melt in your hand. Like chocolate, I wait here if you are sad on the holidays. But, like chocolate, if you cry on me, my richness will seize, thick and clumpy. On the logic of chocolate, hold me close on the most special of days but not too close to ruin me.Continue reading “Chocolate Logic”
My Imaginary Friend
Oh oh o-woah oh. Imaginary friend, let’s sneak out tonight. Let’s pretend neither of us are people. You can be Stardapple, I’ll be Moonleaf, we can prowl like black cats down the sidewalks, to the park. We can climb up the playground poles, we can hang upside down from the slides. In the wood chipsContinue reading “My Imaginary Friend”
Awake until dawn, again
My terror presses like paperweights down the creases of my face. I uphold these irons on shaky steeples of a smile. *** Click here to buy me a pizza, if you like this poem:)