Let me be clear: You don’t know me. You don’t owe me your insight from your ivory tower of “understanding” You misunderstand One in-depth conversation and you think you’ve been by my side for my whole life understand the words I write you think you’re under my skin you’ve gotten into my head […]
April 5, 2017
We meet for Sunday tea at the cafe around the corner under the painted wooden sign with the letters you can’t read It’s a short walk down the road under clouds that float like feathers and a sun that’s warm like chocolate when it’s melted on a stove The carriages go creaking across the cobblestones […]
April 5, 2017
Some background: Up until November 2016 I was a newspaper designer at a design hub that was purchased by a larger company. Every designer and copy editor was laid off, the number of jobs reduced and moved elsewhere (we were able to apply for the relocated jobs should we want to.) They spread out the […]
April 3, 2017
NaPoWriMo Day three (a little late.) Prompt: Poem like a recipe. Bit by bit you add the lip Give lip Take sips of drips That dripping sarcasm Pour it on, pour it in Salt the wound and let’s begin Stir the pot Nice and warm Until it bubbles over Stand back and watch the […]
April 1, 2017
FACT an act you can’t undo a panting breath to purse out words, nouns, verbs, curses found scattered on laptops, screens in purses, phones at tabletops we argue as the condition worsens, we’re working on a solution while truth takes hits, swing and miss – the point is lost at all cost they’re on attack […]
April 1, 2017
Another year, another #NaPoWriMo! That’s National Poetry Writing Month, for those not in the know. The goal is a poem a day. I’ll attempt that and more (if I can.) Here’s poem No.1 for April 1. This day’s challenge (found here) is a haibun – a poem that blends prose and haiku. Eastern Time Zone […]
October 2, 2016
Seven years ago today I will wake up to a phone call that you were at your apartment, had trouble breathing, called an ambulance, went into cardiac arrest, but had signed a DNR. You will be legally dead. There is nothing I can do. You are an organ donor, so they have kept you on […]
April 29, 2016
Look at me the way you feel turning the last page of your favorite book the warmth in your chest shining through your eyes like sunlight through the trees the wind in summertime
April 29, 2016
((From a prompt: Write about living under occupation and awaiting liberation.)) There was a time when day turned into night I wrote it on my wall, I marked it all I would not forget The knife into plaster The moments fly by faster The dust into my lungs Pain on the floor I […]
April 28, 2016
I need to warm you up you’re just too cold to touch or to even hold me and yes I know you told me that it would be like this I just didn’t want to miss my chance to touch the sun but here we’ve come undone shattering like glass our end has come at […]
April 7, 2017
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