poet – Page 3 – Jordyn Saelor

dear dystopia of it all

I don’t break all at once, I erode into dust, sands of insanity carve sandstone sculptures (oh so pretty), dear dysmorphia,

Hunger of the things

I tried to avoid getting near the trees, but the further we walked, the closer they got and I wasn’t about to go back to the demon door

Like a Vibe in a First Draft

This poem is something I wrote at the beginning of the 1st draft of So Speaks the Ruinous Light (the book I just published… Which can be found at this link

Silence of the things

Eyes watched us from the sparse trees, belonging to bodies too still to distinguish from the dappled shadows

Remember when I was like, “Ah yes, I’m aiming to have this book published by the end of August?” Then remember how that didn’t happen? Well here we are almost a month later, and So Speaks the Ruinous Light is finally ready! Today I skimmed through the proof copy, then approved it for distribution onContinue reading “The Book Is Ready”

out the door

I am grateful for Simone burning my hair off so it didn’t end up as stone, I am grateful for my sea god genes so only

Cavalier Spirit

How much a soul worth? Well easy, we just say a spirit worth a bag of M&M’s, but when shipped from halfway ‘cross the world and in a foreign script, that bag’s a little less, easy to forget. Age makes ’em stale, makes ’em trash. A bag of blue-eyed M&M’s matters more, but a bagContinue reading “Cavalier Spirit”

to break a curse

The rats and I had agreed I would break their curse and they’d let me free. Of course, they never

Every Seed/a World

My body is an earth of liquid with its oceans rising, the cool detachment apathy is melting

Testing Anxiety

Pressure to perform no pleasure or conform sure, my soul’s a storm in every heated prickle of my skin, the thoughts swirling up my brain (like this thought (and this thought too ( this thought (and this thought too( PARENTHESES BREAK))) psychoanalyze the direction my iris flies can’t escape the way my gaze slides downContinue reading “Testing Anxiety”