night – Jordyn Saelor

picture in my ribs

Oof. Time to take a photo of the feeling in my ribs and study it long enough to put the sensation into sounds that mean things to the creases in my skull. Echo this translation, I feel like crying, wanna go dancing violent enough to throttle wind, I would wish away the night if IContinue reading “picture in my ribs”

a land of sulfur stone

Let go of me an inch, I’ll fall a mile. I want the sky to fling me wide open as a glitched witch’s sleep-bleary soul, pouring like a portal from the demon toll. Let me rumble the rift beneath earth skin, landscape shrub acne, river drool, put me down beneath the untamed wilds, hearts untethered,Continue reading “a land of sulfur stone”

worlds between us

I’m not even from this world, I came through a portal a sea god made so clearly the moon didn’t kill all the other gods but I have no quarrel with you

sea/so say the caricaurs

So say the caricaurs, once, many species lived around the lake, dracans and caricaurs, joblins and borres, plant queens and sky frights. Then the beliefs of the people created gods

meet

I built a house of burnt logs in the remnants of the town and every night I went to the lake to try to make up runes for chasing and hurting,

with the water/moon

In the rains, what do dracans do? They open their mouths and drink

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

nightiaku

ripple blossom rose glisten, under the moonbeam, thirst at lake’s surface

Unto this aftermath

In the fallout from a frightening world, may we sculpt our nightmares into architectures of memory for future generations to climb and build their dreams up to the towering stars. *** Check out this ICE out of Minnesota page and this page for ways to help

Some poetic one (or two)-liners

Faith saith the wraith layeth a baked basic basin cake *** Let the rift widen inside the social ostrich secession *** A viking who is a-biking (who is a bi king) *** Shimmy my shame into submission *** Can’t take a criticism of my witticism *** Start building a skyline from scratch to scathe theseContinue reading “Some poetic one (or two)-liners”