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Category: Poetry
coffee
coffee smells likemy father’s church:stale and detached andemotionally out of reach coffee burns my nostrilswith the memory of abandonmentof another late nightat workbecause he can’t stand her eitherhe can’t be around her eithershe crushes his souland reminds him that he failed as a partneras a parentas a protectoras a provider so he hides at workwhere…
Unwrapped Candy
on the coffee table in my grandmother’s house in a depression era green glass bowl on a doily that was handcrafted by my great great aunt: there was a mass of unwrapped peppermints the pillowy kind half crunchy half chewy which had been there long enough that they had grown together inseparable covered with a…
Like a Butterfly
lentement, doucement, comme un papillon contre le vent you reminded me to breathe because i’d forgotten i’d inhaled once then held it inside to bound around and pollute my soul i didn’t want to exhale because i was afraid the toxins would strangle the world my father had told me to keep the demons deep…
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the king cat on thirteen eight three nine has been prancing towards the old appliance store for so long it feels like he’s always been there his mouth is upside down now but somehow his paint is still as fresh as the twinkle in his eyes before he appeared to strut down woodward in the…
Star Wars Cards
I’ve worn this war paint for so long I don’t know how to take it off I don’t know what I look like without it I don’t know who I am underneath Or even if there is a me beneath it This is my calloused skin Layered thick with “boys don’t cry” And “what’s wrong…
Pinocchio
The Turquoise-Haired Fairy lied: She told Pinocchio he could be a real boy If only he stopped lying, As if boyhood was based on truth. I learned as a boy that Boyhood was based on lies, And lies upon those lies, With the biggest lie of all being That I could ever be a real…
Sea (memoryland trilogy #3)
the sea is my safety it is my flesh it surrounds me it becomes me and i become it i am made of the sea it courses through my veins and reminds me of the time before and informs me of the time to come and lets me be in the now alone embraced surrounded…
Earth (memoryland trilogy #2)
push your fingers into the barrier dig deep until your hands have gone in up to the wrists feel your hands choking by the thickness of the barrier push until you can’t push and then push some more up to the elbows now and asked yourself is this a barrier is this a wall or…
Air (memoryland trilogy #1)
let’s begin by floating the wind in our hair the sun bright above us we are as light as a feather but we are not flying we are floating let’s begin by watching the world moving pulsating vibrating contorting moving breathing choking undulating moving rushing rewinding recoiling so far out of reach that it’s a…