A queendom under siege, What sort of ruler would I be if I abandoned this home that raised me? *** If you enjoy what I’m doing, please consider buying me a pizza:)
Category Archives: poetry
Phobia
Help me, they’re coming for me– 12:37 am I shine my phone’s flashlight under the bed, in the closet, beneath the dresser, up and down the walls I wipe the floor with tissues the vent slats the outlets 1:23 am I crawl from under the covers turn on the lamp bend over and stare underContinue reading “Phobia”
Some religious symbolism I guess, I don’t know if that’ll offend people
Burn me in Gethsemane A witch at the stake Dying on the cross. Please carry me home My burdens and sacrifice My skin My bones My ashes My groans Can you come and save me, What say ye? — Can we please just be fairies Faking like we’re scary, We wear our pseudo-nightmares To dreamContinue reading “Some religious symbolism I guess, I don’t know if that’ll offend people”
This Invulnerable Bleeding Heart
Go, begonia, bloom for once Like your life depends on it, Or else these shears will stab your stem and slice with no remorse. I’m just a bleeding heart, cowering in fear on the twigs From the gardening force Come to deadhead our autumn flower bed. I’m so sorry, begonia, that you had to go.Continue reading “This Invulnerable Bleeding Heart”
Scribble the Sun
Scribble safflower petals around the sun, dye the moon a neon egg. Color curly-cues into the meadows so the scars and dust of flame and heartache might one day melt into art.
Fence sitter
Barbed wire, picket, chain link– I can’t pick a side. But quite frankly, either option looks worse than my precarious perch.
by wildernesses/stinging green
To me, the color green symbolizes nature, my love for the grass and leaves and pine needles. — By “wilderness,” I don’t mean the vast desert where people dehydrate, or the shipwrecked island survival stories, or rugged backpacking in the woods. When I say “wilderness,” I speak as something not entirely human, something deeply attunedContinue reading “by wildernesses/stinging green”
S-si-siren
Hands up for anyone who would stray from the simplicity of ivory beaches and placid waves to chase a siren through the wild rains bewitched by her broken song. “I-I could take you to the s-s-secret deeps of th-the oc-ocean.” So you wanna go? No?
A special April day nonsense poem
A honey bunny goes runny through the sunny. How funny–PIER PRESSURE>:( Don’t listen to the docks, dear French Pier, so named for your father Peter. Peter Rabbit got baked into a pie, or maybe that’s a different guy, so many rabbits and pie-bakers I’ve lost track of their fable-makers. A bunch of bunny honeys wentContinue reading “A special April day nonsense poem”
Today’s queer poem is brought to you by:
A party. Neon lights. A search for self-worth. Witches and dead things and the moon. I wrote this poem (or poetic short story?) about the struggle to exist in this world. “Here is for all the queer people, me, you, us. For our frustration and heartbreak, for the permission to exist that isn’t granted, butContinue reading “Today’s queer poem is brought to you by:”
Jordyn Saelor 