Category Archives: poetry

i wish i was pow

about eight feet up, the Rylance/Rudko (94) was usually reliable having still functioning the following keys – I W S H O P A Z M – and indeed now a woman in jeans and a white t-shirt (it’s usually … Continue reading

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hands

silver pipe cellphone toy gun loose cigarettes skittles: what’s in their hands is now on ours   – via a prompt from Two Sylvias Press

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Full of Stars

i tire of the sun it’s always in sight and its brilliance is taking its toll the stars all around shine ever so bright and i’m tired of seeing them all the rings of Saturn are epic and grand but … Continue reading

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Vanity, You Pretty Thing

In a f e w days, i’ll be reading a statement directly on camera, silver gun pin impaling shirt to tie, fixing me here, staring into red hum light – a stop sign i’ll ignore while my needle skates across … Continue reading

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when you believe

when your mom told you bad luck results from going outside with wet knees, you scrubbed skin to raw red medallions, never as dry as could be. now you believe bad luck opportunes from clipped toenails after rain, from whistling … Continue reading

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The Boss’ Jag

Over the past few years, I’ve participated in 30 day found poetry challenges during National Poetry Month. This is the first year I’m participating in a non-found challenge. We’ll see how this goes. Anything posted here should be considered a … Continue reading

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Dreamy Tonsils

isolated, aimless,         layed near alien smilers normal     amends made   noises sold my roadless toenails tread dream salt antlers leary, lids onsite anytime     lends old   rails to lone stares anymore     loads stale tendrils    on disaster tides i mislearn elation as sated moans i misread sanity … Continue reading

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