83/2023
immoderately responsible she let him stay too long where he didn’t belong with consequences three trimesters later unexpected but not impossible just in time for a christmas not yet invented… Continue Reading
Browsing Tag: poem
82/2023
The narrative. Dialogue and plot. Characters. The looking round corners. Where the lost is found Only at the end If at all. The wild hair. There is no wind. Counterpoints…. Continue Reading
81/2023
I carry guilt about everything Around with me everywhere. It is a toxic chemical in my system Which throws me off balance; my Mind, my body, my soul – if… Continue Reading
80/2023
Here’s the original: Stealing headlines for poetry Isn’t as manual as it was, no Scissors nor glue, nor ink on fingers Now, just a simple point and Click, a push… Continue Reading
78/2023
Here, in the clearing, where she sleeps With no cover, no house, no walls, no roof, She lingers in the grasp of the spells she Casts over the crumbling skeletons… Continue Reading
77/2023
At the confluence of her souls and forests, This magic sacred circle of hers, she feels The familiar pain as the trees shrink away From the encroaching world, felled as… Continue Reading
76/2023
The land reclaims the flesh, and The seasons whirr like the mechanism Of an old clock, Her body jerks and stills When the young lovers do come. She devours them… Continue Reading
75/2023
At the beginning of spring, she Carefully divides her old lovers, Thawed first, into quarters, and Buries them under the roots of The enormous treees that circle Her clearing in… Continue Reading
74/2023
Every time she feels observed, she turns To be met by the same male glaze, The eyes fixed below her neck, below her navel, The male glaze, the merging of… Continue Reading
73/2023
The myopic wind Clatters around the trees, unable To find his way out. The goddess of wood, her long Hair in a pony tail, sleeps through The shrieking. He lashes… Continue Reading