Monthly Archives: March 2017
Apotheosis
I’m a mnemonic device Helping you remember Past, distant love. I dropped my shoes And modesty at the front door; You’d save the best for last, But I still stepped first in line. I emerge from beneath surface tensions … Continue reading
Goodnight, Sleep tight
I’m sleeping soundly, For the first time in… A while. Unnerved by a new routine I’d rather stay wakeful, Listlessly alert. I sleep on my back, Coffin-practice, That’s good for my spine. It’s harder to wrap arms around me, … Continue reading
One More For The Road
Remember, The tears dripping like honey They baptized me, Hopeful for rebirth, somehow. Remember, Your whimpers cutting through The silence. A storm trembling in your throat My mind is weightless, My chest, heavy. Liquid emotion touching my taste buds. I … Continue reading
Paper Dolls
I shot a man last night. It was easier than you’d think, To play God. Though cowardice taints Those pathetic, pulsing veins Revolver pointed at- As a child I had pretty paper dolls That ripped so easily As I tried … Continue reading
Veratrum
Smile melting Finger lacing Blood drying sweetness Born of hope and lost in the details Of bending, reaching Slowly, oh so Slowly. I have a vision of my fingernails Your jawbone, Grins that Bloom flowers- Calla lily, mountain laurel, … Continue reading
White Girl Poetry 