In the duel of the creed, may this dance be our seed, if it’s cruel take the deed make a stance, stop the bleed; hold the distance, grow an ash tree take a moonshot, steal the sunbeam, like a fool in the sea under blue silent scream needed rue just to breathe lungs all gluedContinue reading “duel of my bleed”
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with the water/moon
In the rains, what do dracans do? They open their mouths and drink
outlast what lasts forever
With lightning from their tails, they set the plant food haze aflame, behind lightning from spiked tails
brought up for war
Runabon grew too, and like her father she found herself a boy and was fine with it and the two of us drifted
Juice
In a bottle, out the tap, I got this juicy goo in my veins. Whole stop. Gummy mummy waxing effigy, midnight the museum move like molasses statue sneak self-robbery or self-delivery. Goal stop. Hold the field’s revolution, take the cake claim the game, drink the juice jugo sluice open gates red punch river feed theContinue reading “Juice”
friend or shellfish
Serpent currents fish up friend food, or shellfish not for you food, dead end dread mood and it says hide hide mine mine shame is the game, this acid on plastic, eating away my pride like it and shame aren’t two halves of the fish scale when in fact they hurt the same (thank you,Continue reading “friend or shellfish”
Hiatus for the Unrequited
I’m nervous about sharing this poem, because it’s maybe a little too vulnerable, but…depression really does get like this sometimes. It comes and goes in waves and when the waves go real low, well…it feels like this poem. Sometimes I get discouraged and just existing feels really hard. But I wrote this poem a littleContinue reading “Hiatus for the Unrequited”
moon wave
I didn’t want anyone to adopt me, I could take care of myself just fine probably. Or at least I’d made it this far. But I sort of wanted what
village of dracans
The dracans lived without roofs, not even invisible magic ones. Their homes looked like log cabins if the logs were woven like yarn
teenage turtles
Feelin a li’l silly, let’s mutate these ninja names, Donatello don’t tell ’em Raphael raft fell Leonardo lean cardio Michelangelo might kill angel’s glow — they were gonna raft downriver but now they gotta hike — don’t tell ’em the raft fell yet, the lean cardio might kill Angel’s glow *** find my published booksContinue reading “teenage turtles”
Jordyn Saelor 