Category Archives: Poetry
Couplet (with a nod to Margaret Atwood)
I’ve got you under my skin: you were O-positive, and I had a needle and thread
voice
His voice evokes desire — a desire to listen, and to be, to consume, to assume, to pull the voice into myself, to devour the voice in an effort to speak, to howl, to sing, to seduce with that voice … Continue reading
Someone Else’s Shoes
“They don’t fit” is my first thought. “They are too narrow, too tight and too long. I’ll trip in these. I’ll fall. They pinch. They hurt. They don’t look like me. They don’t feel like me. It’s unfamiliar. It’s hard.” … Continue reading
100 Words: Blaze
you gave voice to the fire gave peace to the flame let me dance and dance and discover that I was more than I imagined bare feet on the marble chip path blood and saffron and turmeric and egg yolk … Continue reading
Thinking Things
There are things I don’t think of things I don’t think of these I don’t think I want to I don’t think of what I don’t think of you don’t think I don’t think of what you don’t think I … Continue reading