Exciting news: Graveyard of Lullabies is in stock at a queer bookstore called Under the Umbrella! (Just in time for spooky season.) You can find their website here. Now, if you read their homepage, you may notice this bookstore is located in Salt Lake City, Utah. So you may then ask, Jordyn, are you localContinue reading “bookstore news”
Tag Archives: healing
offer on the table
Here’s the offer: I swallow the bomb of my trauma and it keeps me silent unless I spew it. Mouth full of metal, peanut butter on the roof of my fridge, I won’t take the deal cuz I know you never had to bleed like the moon for a miracle, never wore so many scarsContinue reading “offer on the table”
savage
The village stranger loses her curiosity after a year or so, the adventurer learns the names of the log cabin dwellers
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
2 Seize a sky
I paddled toward the plant-covered shore . . . so I could sprawl in the mud, waves lapping the backs of my knees. Nothing burst out of the grass to eat
By the light, oh
deliverer sea deity it knew everything there was to know about the moon, every moon on every world
Winterbound
Can’t ever get warm inside, can’t it ever get me warm inside? I go feasting on dreams that fail to fill my belly, I go feasting on conversations and spinning discourses that only turn me dizzy, some people are more down for a debate than a decision; in this divide, there’s dreamers or there’s doers,Continue reading “Winterbound”
Percy
Passionate Percy, have mercy on this mortal, for terror and evil have they known.
I keep calling for this rain
If you quell the pain, prickles remain, and I feel so detached from the past, I could be a stranger in the memories of danger, like they burn a different skin. I wanna heal from the thunder squeal, but my midnight brain plays the game “How can we twist imagination’s eye to warp this pictureContinue reading “I keep calling for this rain”
afterward
previous part here: https://jordynsaelor.com/2025/06/27/safe/ all parts here: https://jordynsaelor.com/cant-catch-me-now/ *** no windows or clocks adorned my room so all I know is I slept at least seven times (it might’ve been more) before Coach Purturbelly returned, and she came without a knock while I stared at the ceiling and she asked again if I wanted toContinue reading “afterward”
