Fairy dairy, fairly vicious vegetations and blaze. Very scary, barely delicious dedications can’t phase me. So I will grow out of the enchanted golden grove where tiny goats on ladybug back roam, to one day tease my tongue over the spiny mountainsides of gumball earth wadding my yawning mouth. *** find my published novel atContinue reading “Fairy Dairy, Fairly Vicious”
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Perfection-whism
Sometimes I feel I have to present my bestest self just for someone to take notice, and if nobody does I just gotta try harder. I just gotta cut sharper through the apathy, trickle a clever-er metaphor into someone’s heart like suddenly their veins will go “Oh, I understand.” But sometimes, I need to breakContinue reading “Perfection-whism”
May my rage sustain me
I don’t know how to make sense of the world I don’t know how to cure it, like water seeping through my hands all I’m left with is a hope a drop drying out my skin, collective action wrecked in factions another poem added to the archive fury uphold this perseverance is my existence resistanceContinue reading “May my rage sustain me”
Wisdom of the Ancients
If I could go back to my prime with all I know now, maybe I could really accomplish something. Make something of my joyous name, make this laughing spell between us stay the same. But what is my “prime”? Seven years old, innocent, playing games of succession? Eleven, on the cusp of depression? Older, myContinue reading “Wisdom of the Ancients”
Child of Rust
child of rust birthed of dust, passenger clouds make heaven shrouds, open your eyes, deserted cries, forgotten ages of societies vast, prophetic pages now apocalypse past: a stench blew in like rot meets ruin, a storm stirring sand, cup water in hand, drink child of dust, birthed of rust cities– bow back the sea swordContinue reading “Child of Rust”
Aquatic Speech
If we grew up underwater, accustomed to salt in our cuts, would hurts to our emotions hurt less by comparison? With each reverbing thrum of all aquatic speech, would we feel the meaning of each other’s words closer to our ribs? In the twilight ocean, would we use our eyes less to guess each other’sContinue reading “Aquatic Speech”
riven/rend
nail open sponge crust expose soft secret magma lava leaks like blood *** find my first published book at this link find other stories I’ve written here
from one depressed poet to another
So many of my metaphors attempt to describe the ocean of sadness in me, as if to a neighboring world with no water. I am Earth; you are Mars;
Frogs in the water part 2/God in a bottle
God in a bottle, with a scroll from far away, telling me what to do. Surrender to a continental divide, take me left or ride from ocean to ocean, soak it in, this is to teach you obedience, give up your resistance, heed the message in the bottle or fall full throttle from mountain high.Continue reading “Frogs in the water part 2/God in a bottle”
Silly humility/frogs in the water
silly humility got me like frogs in the water blinking black soggy eyes, silly humility got me an illusion
Jordyn Saelor 