Hello earth I don’t remember your birth so let’s make up a story, make it gory, all asteroids crashing and magma rising, acid clouds and boiling rain falling on the lava plains ’til the stones cooled and the continents moved to heave up the Glorious Mount Doom with cliffs of granite rising from the planet–Continue reading “Magma Moon/Mount Doom”
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Feelin’ kinda sick
got feeling kinda sick like dragging tons of brick in place of every bone, my joints ache my head’s swamped stomach’s heaving taste like bile smell that toilet tile can’t sleep through the headache wanna watch a movie through the fever feed me nothing but heat and I’ll freeze it I’ve got sponges for musclesContinue reading “Feelin’ kinda sick”
Can You Feel It in the Air Tonight
oh darling, there’s something in the air tonight, and it’s
Tale of Underwater Ghost
Tug of war with the man o’ war one tentacle at a time and maybe you’ll get a ride to a higher plane of existence, or perhaps a deeper one to the shipwrecks and bioluminescent flesh
Under a Sewn Sky
’til you till the good earth with your bones, you can’t tell me you’ve suffered need. ’til you fill the neon graveyards with zombie dreams that you refuse to let die cuz they’re the only ones you can talk to about the truth– until then, you can’t brag about your courage, your faith, your anxiety,Continue reading “Under a Sewn Sky”
The Sanity Planity
Laugh the awful off, give a good teehee or a bwahaha–all the flaws, brush them off like cinder sloughing from the good ol’ apple tree
I ain’t a scientific expert, but.
I ain’t a scientific expert, but. I was doing some research into ocean acidification, plus something I remember from a geology class years ago about limestone in the mountains as evidence of ancient seas there. In that class, I wondered why we didn’t just make more limestone–made of calcium carbonate, or CaCO3, or calcium plusContinue reading “I ain’t a scientific expert, but.”
A Song to Thank You
Yes, I listened to a Christmas song in August. “Thank You” by Pentatonix Oh, Lord, it’s been a yearWith little joys and little fearsIt’s finally here, Christmas dayMy love, I need some hopeA little faith, a hand to holdIt’s awfully cold, Christmas day —Watch the snow fall down like me sometimesBut you pick me upContinue reading “A Song to Thank You”
The Aliens Are Unionizing
Baskets woven by alien women are still just baskets and eons went with no one asking for equal pay across the planets, “How dare they,” Matila mutters one day, “pay us less for our work?” So Matila forms the galactic guild of weavers, every Sunday they meet to discuss payment in yen but no oneContinue reading “The Aliens Are Unionizing”
Don’t Be
don’t be perfect like a crisp little cookie; cuz if one crumb cracks off, leaving you 99% and no mercy, Your Perfectness knows there’s an infinite supply of numbers
Jordyn Saelor 