Smear the brownie under the bower’s knee to sweeten the pain of the stance. My elbows are spikes, nailing me flat into reality, hinging me up and down like a doll flailing in dance. Are we real? My hips hold the secrets to the universe, swaying when I waltz, causing lurches of gravity on aContinue reading “lies like a pretty boy’s hands”
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REmemory
In the memory, you sit on a silver egg. It’s as round as you are tall, and your fur-lined shoe fits on one of its beige polka dots. Your hair’s black and
AFter a FAshion
I found you, after a fashion. I found the memory of a dragon who found you, sixteen years through witch school, less than half her way toward graduation (if it took
8- Gredients
Acid breath has no practical purpose for a hunting creature. Hunting supplies food for eating and acid corrodes what you’d eat. Fire breath, too, might scorch your meal just as easily as cook
Dangerous with a Glue Gun
I’m dangerous with a glue gun comin’ for your money venom, decorate the chimney tops with button drops, okay ginger Tay– when they spoke of blood crying from the dust for vengeance they never said the blood would be ours, but my wounds under the peppermint moon knew you weren’t coming back with the biteContinue reading “Dangerous with a Glue Gun”
Spirits of my Past
July’s firefly sky left your breath to rattle leaves and imprint the wind. *** Check out my buymeapizza page, I inconsistently add poems over there but recently posted a new one.
Jordyn Saelor 