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”
Tag Archives: nostalgia
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I got a new cloak of scales in shades of brown. I got a new bag made of a fuzzy bat demon’s wing, safe to mix a myriad of potions in above a myriad of flames. I even got a glowy crown from
To, New York
From, New York Your laugh echoes in my heart and you’re wild in my art, even now, when I’ve been on this road for months of missing and still wanting– a year ago, I couldn’t sleep for fear of demons drooling under the bed, now I can’t sleep cuz their memories haunt every place IContinue reading “To, New York”
Ice Cream on a Plate
Ice cream on a plate reminds me of birthdays: sitting around the table
under wafting waxy candle smoke, soggy cake and vanilla
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)”
So it Seems
All the words that could be written have already been written with the hand of this mitten, cold fingers snow-smitten and numbed into repeating the same beats over and over like the floppy paws of a hungry-for-food kitten. — I keep a long document of most every poem I’ve written since 8th grade and lastContinue reading “So it Seems”
Can’t Take It With You
Pack it all up in boxes, there, there you go, some things you need, some things you care for, neatly tucked away. But it isn’t the stuff I’m not taking that I’ll miss, so much as the memories clung to them like Spring Breeze fabric freshener that I cannot imitate in any other season ofContinue reading “Can’t Take It With You”
From, New York
Give me a piece of your soul So I can go Worlds away And always keep a dream of you with me, Whispering, “Everything’s going to work out okay.” — No home can keep me safe So I’m running After a feeling, nameless, But it lights up my heart so bright It can cast theContinue reading “From, New York”
January 4th, 2022/a haiku
Today’s Prompt: What was your favorite toy as a child? Summer days, basement a capture the flag warzone. Stuffed animals play. One of my favorite toys as a child? A multitude of stuffed animals and the imaginary games I played with them and my siblings. Capture the flag included. We had one game where ourContinue reading “January 4th, 2022/a haiku”
Songs that wreck me: Best Days
“Best Days” by Alessia Cara hit me in that twenty-something, good ol’ days way where you feel too old to be young but too young to be old. Like the song goes, “you live and then you die, but the hardest pill to swallow is the meantime.” Here I am, stuck in the meantime. BetweenContinue reading “Songs that wreck me: Best Days”
Jordyn Saelor 