Don't Bend, Ascend
Taking turns to sleep, taking turns to keep watch. I wonder what my life could have been like if I changed just one of a thousand choices. 122 more words
3 months, 1 week ago
“I’m worried about him,” I say. I’m standing at the counter next to the sink peeling potatoes, the lumpy brown skin piling up, covering my blue cutting board. 1,006 more words
5 months ago
The Dirty Limerick
On a distant yellow-cast day—
bathed in the soft-colored glow
that defines both joy and ease—
when the sky stretches taut,
so it’s like looking up… 94 more words
6 months, 3 weeks ago
I stepped out for a smoke at dawn,
as I often do, onto the fire escape.
To osmose the dense, atmospheric moisture
and that ghostly intimation— 271 more words
Soles grind gravel along the road shoulder.
One foot. Two foot.
Walk without sight, journey without reason.
Eyes fixed on the swimming ground
that passes like a conveyor belt below. 175 more words
The Ninja Column
Someone turned off the moon. The sons of the universe glitter amidst the ether, though their light is too far away to sustain me and their ears too faint to hear my objections. 767 more words
7 months ago
If it’s not the polarity of your presence that cuts into my chest as a lightsaber to hanging meat in cold storage, it’s the phantom emptiness of your absence that tickles my soul with a sort of famine groan. 644 more words
7 months, 2 weeks ago