imagination – Jordyn Saelor

I don’t have a poem today

Because I’ve spent the whole day posting stories here https://www.wattpad.com/user/blackviolettwilight

Staphylococcusaurus

Pure animal soul: staphylococcusaurus, Tall and infectious.

Whence the Waters Wailed

Flighty fingers hold the key to the pit in my gut where I bottle all my resentment. You know what you said, bedhead, but I pretended

Survival in the prison of my body: this bed my altar, sleep my sacrifice, eyes aching one of three ways, but if we’re being honest the third is just an intersection of the other two, tears plus sleeplessness featuring dull ache, day twenty three. — Survival in the prison of my body: a mind goesContinue reading “Blur these Edges”

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)”

Cory’s Story: to drink of bitter starlight

I think it’s great that you believe in magic.
Sure.
Do you have a name? My name’s Cory.
Yeah.
Great! What is it?
Shadow. But I can tell you don’t believe me.

Cory’s Story: when the moon fell to the empty ocean and cried

I believe in magic.
Good for you, I guess.
I always will.
Okay. I was going to introduce myself. The name’s Cory.
Magic doesn’t stop being magic. I asked it.