Category Archives: poetry

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”

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”

From, New York

Give me a piece of your soul So I can go Worlds away And always keep a dream of you with me, Whispering, “Everything’s going to work out okay.” — No home can keep me safe So I’m running After a feeling, nameless, But it lights up my heart so bright It can cast theContinue reading “From, New York”