factory of emotion
poem to the journals I burned
words, like memories, can be too solid
sometimes. i wanted memories like smoke
to fill the room, but i still yearned to see… 51 more words
Examination to Intervention
We take water or blood.
Salt anchors our memories.
Treat this medical condition with medicine.
Exams, chemical motifs, helixes.
We only know the direction of water, not the… 75 more words
this bruise is tender, like the first smoke
pluming from the chimney in fall. this one
is invisible, spoiled milk clumped together
on milky white skin. 101 more words
1 month, 1 week
the king at court
the heron’s head snaps silently into the water, splashes
only when exiting, yellow fish pinched in its jaws
waters exploding to form a crystal crown, eldest… 27 more words
It’s spring, and the blur of a poem catches
at the edge of my vision. I’m still suddenly,
waiting. There’s the impression of something… 107 more words
saint and sinner
I wanna tell ya to wrap
your arms around me, kiss
me like you’re all in, stumble
us toward the made up bed: 68 more words
1 month, 2 weeks