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”
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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”
Mariana
In this love we argue and compromise, like fault lines scraping against each other, shifting to settle into something new. The crusts and mountain ranges of our lives evolve in response to limits, boundaries, giving or needing, and it isn’t always pretty but I’d rather push our relationship higher than pull back and leave thisContinue reading “Mariana”
resource
I walked up to a tree and only fell once—into a spherical bush—along the way then I whacked at a mossy branch until it fell off then I dragged it
name no god but silence
I wanna write a poem about the gum, drum, bubbleguppy beat drop, feel the bass hit my face raise my waist to the grace at the table say a prayer to the grave or the stable (are you real are you real?) nothing answers, nothing matters, chase the bass drop fallin’ face flop hit theContinue reading “name no god but silence”
fever pitch
Some things are hard to put into words. So let’s begin with the big picture; the phenomenon is called, the kid grows up and gets more progressive than their parents, that’s nothing new, they’ve been saying it of every generation for centuries. When I was little, I thought my parents were the wisest on politics,Continue reading “fever pitch”
Hala
We do not regret this we are glad just to take part in who you become
