Tag: poetry

with a lillie mae song splay-footed the straight lick lightning wastes nothing digs deeper in derelict otherness strips me to my old ink honestly this beating brought me home with elsewhere ohio offers me walking off & away good lord off & away all the time i don’t like being told what to do so […]

⠀⠀⠀A white white is not heavy, a wide white can encompass many but light and nothing lite does not mean light there is no fire it doesn’t even exist and can’t spew out of the stove burners burning until it’s bitter and slid into the trash like the balls of pepper seed on your tongue […]

this poetry is a shutter of four: i. a stray dream. ii. an august instinct. iii. opium. and iv. solitude. the room still wears the scent of your skin. pristine. it sets me on fire. the fire you only can kill. i taste the whistling air. it leaves your name on my tongue. the photographs […]

Writing to you, the feeling of sand on my teeth, when I’ve tumbled upside-down in the sea foam, noseful of water, earful of thunder. Tossed up and over in what could be described as a minor ripple. From afar, a brief somersault, performed frequently by my juvenile body vaulting forward in luscious bluegrass. Comfortable on […]

baby royal navy sky, the clouds rolling by and she thinks she thinks that nothing could go wrong. kaleidoscope eyes no guitar picks feet in the grass this is what love feels like. how easy life could be neck craned up towards the heavens. this is knowing the difference between a song and a poem. […]