Smear the brownie under the bower’s knee to sweeten the pain of the stance. My elbows are spikes, nailing me flat into reality, hinging me up and down like a doll flailing in dance. Are we real? My hips hold the secrets to the universe, swaying when I waltz, causing lurches of gravity on aContinue reading “lies like a pretty boy’s hands”
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Pi
I love you . To infinity and beyond, am I right? Like a circle ever going round, There is no end to our future. We could chase the sun set and rise, eat it like an orange and spill the glow between our teeth at midnight, a night light to remind this bed and starsContinue reading “Pi”
52 (4 years later)
It’s never so simple as a tower of cards crumbling like memories, good or bad divided by battle lines.
Prometheus/Persephone
They say a relationship won’t save you, but I am still a social animal, falling prey to silly things like a need for validation
8- Gredients
Acid breath has no practical purpose for a hunting creature. Hunting supplies food for eating and acid corrodes what you’d eat. Fire breath, too, might scorch your meal just as easily as cook
Strings of Fate
My two elective Strings of Fate classes had the names “divining the weave of the future” and “karma as a lens for interpreting the past.” In my fifteenth year I studied karma and in my seventeenth I studied weaves; yes, I know the stereotypical approach would be to
purple patch of sea
This purple patch of sea inside your acid soul has got me thinking, the fumes can’t hurt more than bleach does and the beach can’t worship if the starfish fuss but the starfish won’t dance if your sea’s a fanta one and santa’s fee won’t pay interest when the penguins can’t prance but comets comeContinue reading “purple patch of sea”
Outta my blood
maybe this ache in my veins comes from every holiday that I go home and my blood don’t listen and my blood keep talkin’ round in circles– we’re glad you’re here, have you planned your future yet? We’re glad you’re here, what’s with your hair this year? And I keep reading and writing mostly forContinue reading “Outta my blood”
April Truth
I raised my hands to the heavens you came from so when you left I cried drizzles on this pitiful desert, but my arms are strong, they always did hold up the sky, one day I might lower them
February Lies
Listen, can you hear us, pouring our heart’s grief into the keyboard? clackity-clack-clack my nails tap a peppy drum beat, staccato and quick– that way, the eavesdropping neighbors next door’ll never know the song’s so sad. But it’s there, it lives on– if my words could guide you through the dance routine they’d yank yourContinue reading “February Lies”
Jordyn Saelor 