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
Browsing Tag: poem
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
72/2023
everywhere is what is past the edge of the universe nowhere is what is between us and that edge everything is what is through the gateway to everwhere nothing is… Continue Reading
71/2023
Hubris Before the fall, the gods were kind, Looked benignly at the way humans Tried to make sense of the invisible Order of things, how they at first Tried to… Continue Reading
69/2023
When I’m exhausted or hyperactive, All the darkest parts of my soul Form themselves into words of stories, Of imagined catastrophes or successes, Depending on interpretation, blood, Guts, excesses of… Continue Reading
68/2023
It seems like a different country now, The train ride over the bridge By the petrol station, that past Adrenaline to get up and get to The door replaced by… Continue Reading
65/2023
He treats the flight like any other In the days air travel was still a thing. Flight time 3 days, not the 3 hours for the Mediterranean islands then. Alone… Continue Reading
63/2023
Peace feels like an impossibility, Indoctrinated feet marching across an Invaded country fighting for its Independence from the old-school tyrant. There is cold, and there’s real cold, Where hands drop… Continue Reading
62/2023
Distilling the world into its essence, We are left with nothing but straight Lines, where even what we see as circles Are fashioned from tangents around An empty space. All… Continue Reading