In this ol factory residence, we resent the scent of resin, residue staining our retinue when we want to walk free, yet if you run to the void and scream yourself clean, not even bark will hear and echo back your pain, so you can’t be both harmless and heard, you catch my drift? YouContinue reading “Resin Scent Resented/Harmless and Heard”
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When the People Pleaser Plays Pretend
Maybe I could bring up a topic I like Maybe I could disagree just one time Maybe I could suggest I’m right when I know I am Maybe I could quit smiling when I don’t feel so glad Maybe I could say no when I don’t want to — There’s a compulsive people pleaser burrowedContinue reading “When the People Pleaser Plays Pretend”
Snap Apple Alfalfa Flappa
“Ew” faces look like wrinkly lettuce leaves,
or so some omnivorous rabbits say, a baby’s eyes seen sideways seem like button holes, or so some sleepy dreams claim, but even in the waking world they breathe
exhilarate/annihilate/landscape of a heart
please describe yourself, in as many words as you like, our words are boxes, so check all of them or just one of them
April Truth
I raised my hands to the heavens you came from so when you left I cried drizzles on this pitiful desert, but my arms are strong, they always did hold up the sky, one day I might lower them
February Lies
Listen, can you hear us, pouring our heart’s grief into the keyboard? clackity-clack-clack my nails tap a peppy drum beat, staccato and quick– that way, the eavesdropping neighbors next door’ll never know the song’s so sad. But it’s there, it lives on– if my words could guide you through the dance routine they’d yank yourContinue reading “February Lies”
Dreaming of Sparrows
There go the sparrows shot through with piercing arrows cut in hollow marrows, fall from fresh air to the steel wheelbarrow clanging like a bell in a Christmas carol
Wrists in the Blissful Sea
Literal literary list:
miss the analysis kiss the lysis alyssum alyssis ask asylum assist us — Nonsense-san decrees: I can’t give you the happy ending first, it will completely confuse you,
Fields of Frozen Flowers
Here is a poem about loneliness. *** I don’t know how to explain this “normal.” I think you have to live this, it’s like explaining smells to someone who can’t smell it’s like explaining childbirth to someone who’s never given birth it’s like I have
Freezing Rain
There’s pretzels outside. Dipped in clear chocolate, hanging low over creaking snow. The crunchy candy’s layered thick, inviting a thirsty lick, a cold touch crackles it breaks the pretzel salt on the sidewalk sprinkled for freshly baked branches.
Jordyn Saelor 