This Invulnerable Bleeding Heart

Go, begonia, bloom for once Like your life depends on it, Or else these shears will stab your stem and slice with no remorse. I’m just a bleeding heart, cowering in fear on the twigs From the gardening force Come to deadhead our autumn flower bed. I’m so sorry, begonia, that you had to go.Continue reading “This Invulnerable Bleeding Heart”

by wildernesses/stinging green

To me, the color green symbolizes nature, my love for the grass and leaves and pine needles. — By “wilderness,” I don’t mean the vast desert where people dehydrate, or the shipwrecked island survival stories, or rugged backpacking in the woods. When I say “wilderness,” I speak as something not entirely human, something deeply attunedContinue reading “by wildernesses/stinging green”

A special April day nonsense poem

A honey bunny goes runny through the sunny. How funny–PIER PRESSURE>:( Don’t listen to the docks, dear French Pier, so named for your father Peter. Peter Rabbit got baked into a pie, or maybe that’s a different guy, so many rabbits and pie-bakers I’ve lost track of their fable-makers. A bunch of bunny honeys wentContinue reading “A special April day nonsense poem”

Today’s queer poem is brought to you by:

A party. Neon lights. A search for self-worth. Witches and dead things and the moon. I wrote this poem (or poetic short story?) about the struggle to exist in this world. “Here is for all the queer people, me, you, us. For our frustration and heartbreak, for the permission to exist that isn’t granted, butContinue reading “Today’s queer poem is brought to you by:”

a poem about dysphoria

I thought I’d try out the WordPress monthly word prompt: BRIDGE. Between my skin and my mind I’ve carved a divide friction like sandpaper harrows my bones whenever skin and mind touch on the topic of voiceboxes and internal monologues spoken synchronously. dissonant screams dreams NO dise ngage repeat, dis engage