outta the haze light fleeing demon fire, they said they’d tamper with my memories if I chose to leave but like I was air I went creeping through the magic lair to flee when I should’ve been sleeping
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The Road Signs to Progress Say:
And the road signs home say: speed limit thirty-five, next turn to Donner Drive, no parking any time. And the glare through the window’s seducing a headache, while the a/c won’t blast air cool enough to keep the sweat from swathing my back across the leather chair. And this concrete wasteland keeps expanding, speed limitContinue reading “The Road Signs to Progress Say:”
unloved
Bully is a ridiculous word. It sounds too tame. Bully. You practically have to smile to say it.
unrooted, unraveled, unbound
One lecture told us about ancient elements of creation: heat, land, liquid and sky, plant and time, and that’s about the only lecture I understood
Flame the River/Parasite
Flame the river, kill the feast, squelch the sinner, raise the beast, eat this bitter, seal the lease, mulch our winner, scathed with grease, all the worms call cataclysms home base, zero foundation one of cocoa colosseums, parasites win when nobody cares (what happened to our hearts?) when nobody cares parasites win cocoa colloquialisisms foundContinue reading “Flame the River/Parasite”
gratitude
Unfortunately, magic school sucked. I had classes from when I woke up ‘til when I went to bed with some
to the 17th floor of paradise
Do you remember that night on the 17th floor of paradise? How the elevator took us up for like forever, but in the hotel room glass, the city steel still loomed above us and the clouds seemed nowhere closer? It was there you told me you wondered if God was even real. Because if heContinue reading “to the 17th floor of paradise”
safe
they kept me in the little room with nothing to do but sleep and let my leg heal (the rashes had mysteriously disappeared already,
New Stage of Life
free
I woke. In a bed under blankets with the vertebrae still on. I blinked at the face with horns by the doorway and asked her if she was adopting me. The face burst into flame and said her name was Coach Purturbelly, she was in charge of the portalball teams, and she better not beContinue reading “free”
Jordyn Saelor 