writing – Jordyn Saelor

in the garden crave

The creature carved fish skins off by sticking a foot inside its wide open beak. Therefore it couldn’t see me that well so I dug a shallow pit in the dirt with my paddle feet and drew oversized runes to start a fire

i miss (this)

Scuttle hug meet the rug hey how you doin’ down there? I miss the act of starting over like I had nothing to lose, no memories, no reputable ruse; instead I start over with all this baggage cuz I gotta know who i am after the rules and stories i used to be– i missContinue reading “i miss (this)”

I’m afraid

Yes, the lake had fish. No, I couldn’t catch any. So after a dozen failed attempts at nabbing slick blue fins I just waited out the fire that burned the whole

Back North

Hey Kid, it’s been a while since I’ve been back north. Have the daffodils sprung up yet in the flower beds? Have the magnolias bloomed? Are the puddles expanding outside the window, are your boots tall enough to stomp through them and stay dry up top? Hey Kid, I listened to a Raye song, andContinue reading “Back North”

an attempt was made

I started to feel a bit bad for the creature and this garden so many of them were trying to save, obviously in vain,

teenage turtles

Feelin a li’l silly, let’s mutate these ninja names, Donatello don’t tell ’em Raphael raft fell Leonardo lean cardio Michelangelo might kill angel’s glow — they were gonna raft downriver but now they gotta hike — don’t tell ’em the raft fell yet, the lean cardio might kill Angel’s glow *** find my published booksContinue reading “teenage turtles”

hafta say

The small one plummeted into the lake again, throwing waves at me, then it had the audacity to put two claws on my forehead

Mask the Autism (can’t handle this again)

rescue

The fire and smoke summoned flying shadows blotting out the sun and they brought silent rain upon the flames. I just treaded water,

Mariana

In this love we argue and compromise, like fault lines scraping against each other, shifting to settle into something new. The crusts and mountain ranges of our lives evolve in response to limits, boundaries, giving or needing, and it isn’t always pretty but I’d rather push our relationship higher than pull back and leave thisContinue reading “Mariana”