freedom – Jordyn Saelor

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”

in the garden crave

The creature carved fish skins off by sticking a foot inside its wide open beak. Therefore it couldn’t see me that well so I dug a shallow pit in the dirt with my paddle feet and drew oversized runes to start a fire

fled

I waited a good two breaths in the corridor for Mfrlfip to emerge after me just to see if it would try to stop me, but it didn’t appear so I

rin run run/rin rat run

outta the haze light fleeing demon fire, they said they’d tamper with my memories if I chose to leave but like I was air I went creeping through the magic lair to flee when I should’ve been sleeping

flap your wings

I said I want to defy gravity but practically, what does that look like? Well. Let’s make a list of the facts: I became a witch, which very few

raise your hands

all that rises someday dies, where does this leave us, should we cry, head must conquer guilt and shame heart must seek power and fame

The Imp in the Candle

Pebbles pelt and words welt, these weapons came worst this last orbit of the sunbelt, in the sweltering storms I feared I’d melt and my wax armor

I Am Worthy

Le le le aviar le le le pajaro le le estoy volando — Given or taken, handed or earned given or taken, blessings you termed. — I tell you, I am worthy. Your words make a prison in my heart, the crow caged by expectations sings so soft in here. You don’t know the tunesContinue reading “I Am Worthy”

6 stages of insanity (but the good kind)

stage 1: the pet store owner in the video game world. Name tags, puppy dogs, kittens, birds. Stage 2: the fortune teller witch chucking fortune cookies at customers in the streets reading your palm tree. stage 3: the rich girl in a future of teleporters and cancer cures, burning flame-resistant tops and buying color coordinatingContinue reading “6 stages of insanity (but the good kind)”

Safety Is…

A state of mind, a habit: a finger snap can’t clean the slate of dangerous memories, healing takes time. Pot a cactus somewhere new and spines will still grow but maybe, out of the path of predators, I can learn how to bloom again. *** If you enjoy this post, consider buying me a pizza.Continue reading “Safety Is…”