Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
I am your mother the birth-blood on your forehead a fedora the milk nipple a trough gone dry I am coyote cry that curls from your throat spittle that chokes your forlorn moan the wolf’s rattling howl I am Pontius Pilate the hammer the nail the washer of feet I Read more
He offered me a white horse and a happily ever after. I have never been much for hollow happiness, And ever afters are plans I couldn’t ever stick to. I counter-offered two white horses, two streams of thought, And the uncertainty of love in the here and now… Read more
You commented on the bags under my eyes I said “thank you, they’re designer” And I meant it Because I designed them myself With sleepless nights And a starving soul (my body might be starving a little too) And I did it because I just wanted The outside to match Read more
Hours slip by ticking Out cells of my eyes One laborious, one Yogurt, wet, heavy Slides thick like thighs Waitout the drumlike Dance of blood upon The water plane, a Would be quenching If it weren’t for the fact Of saturation—one cannot Force a toilet filled red Any more wet Read more
Young ghosts comb dreams so vast they splinter in twelve and are bruised irregular by twenty. Your age is the number of stars that have fallen while you sleep. Streets are proud doubts–foul charm, but proofed. A sometimes can seize but an always can cease. All visions of progress: much Read more
Within her green garden, our hedged veranda filled with buckets of lilies, sweet herb pockets, a sunburnt chandelier dimming in the breeze— Our garden with hydrangeas, and thistle vines, and azaleas in phantom fuchsias, though if only we could still sew posy wreaths. Rings around Margaret, May forgotten petals to Read more
