Tag: Poetry

Bough

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Shelly

Her makeup was a postmodernist painting, swashes of pinks and blues, wayward paint upon skin. When she put it on, she grinned, but didn’t smile. Inside, her voice was a thunder. Shook things. Came from her bones, resonated outwards, circles, waves. I imagine it’s…

Gerald

He had lost an eye. Though, its orb still in its socket had turned a blurry blue, misty, had developed a different kind of sight. It was a pain experienced through years of looking, looking, searching. A pain no one could comprehend. Not even…

Indeterminate

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Love Letters

She’s a tangent, planting words in wild rows that release constant seeds, adrift, landing upon her skin, a skin she reads to herself. Her heartbreak, an apocalypse of reincarnations, dust on the floor, dry paper, bits, clumps, wheat lost from the chaff, molded to…

Fluid

Static binaries numbed inside the liminal As if sound is a scrape bunched into barren elements Voiced structures—definitions in sand Drawn with sticks—hopscotch on a playground   To know the tides—their decomposition To know their fragments—their never-ending versions Can’t be claimed as one or…

Stay Safe

I just wanted to take this little shard of time To tell you With compassion Stay Safe. You are loved.        

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