poetry – Page 9 – Jordyn Saelor

cancer

I’ve often thought of myself as living on the outskirts of society, like a cancer with more self-awareness than the organism itself.

the thing is,

most sapient things I’ve found live this contradiction where they can’t be alone but being not-alone exposes them to all sorts of

how to do the thing

How do the fish people do the thing where they reach out and show somebody they care? Well, I pulled a Dr. Mizto

27- I did the thing

again, where I didn’t write in here for a lot of years, I forget how many exactly. And I did the thing where I turned some things into people (fish, this time,

The Buzz

The fates could’ve said any of that, but no, they just went, “You exist, you control your future.” Give me vague platitudes of peace instead,

positive affirmations (5-9)

There is no freedom without justice but I don’t really

26- positive affirmations

If anywhere you go is the same, quit looking for the perfect place to build something that matters. Just build

into the roaring storm

so no you stupid fates just existing isn’t rewarded with happiness, I am a rainbow or water,

I screamed/under the wind

there’s a little brook that falls over a rainbow, and the brook one day asked the rainbow why they kept letting her fall

in these pages

All fates are the same, it seems: whether witch or demon, rabbit or tree, the tones just tell us to