Category Archives: Poetry
Frantic
Never enough air to breathe. Never enough time to think. Suffocation. Drowning. Let me out God let me out let me out let me out letmeoutletmeoutletmeoutletme— I am more massive, more fragile than you might ever imagine. I am not … Continue reading
On Some Magic
What of it we believe to be true will linger only a little, like the fleeting moments on waking that attempt to be indelible, but instead are like the motes inside the eye — moving further and further in our … Continue reading
What’s Another Word For Brilliance
You speak secrets; you tell me what you will share of yourself and it is mighty, an oak in a field of blighted wheat. You speak of love; you offer it forth as the child does the short-stemmed flower to … Continue reading
Thankless
We both know you should have named me in your speech. We both know you should have nodded to me as you passed. We both know you should have been more grateful. We both know I deserved it more than … Continue reading
There/Not There
slipping down reaching clawing wet hands bloody hands reaching grasping in the slick slip mud slide down the pitch right to the edge right to the edge hang on hang on hang on hold on too late falling done falling … Continue reading