Posts
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In which a woman and world burn
“The emotional toll of wildfires can be profound, leaving scars that linger long after the flames have been extinguished.” — Jennifer Balch
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From Far Away
the lights become
a tiny universe.
Individual lives
swirl together
and overlap
until they fit in the palm of my hand.
Nothing but specks of color
in a dark, cold world, -
Bridge
Bound by iron and stone
running over sea and tree and canyon
intricate lines forming diamonds, spiderweb shine
defying
gravity
each arch at a time.
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Blackout Poetry 2
Poems:
I'm tired,
pale,
deep,
and empty.
I nod.
I shrug.
I shake my head.
I want to tell him.
But I can't. I just can't.
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About Being a Bird
The air is your sea and the wind a wave,
slipping through currents like a fish,
who, scales shining down below,
zips through the blue, a flash under the surface,
Loves
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you already know summer
you've felt
the brambles and sweat,
the curl of berry-stained lips.
you've seen
the cornflower sky stolen
by a red-orange river,
the evening still thick
with lightning bugs and laughter.
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We Grew Trees From Our Bones
At dusk, the city climbs into trees. Streetlights fold into branches; apartments blink like nesting owls. Commuters dangle from vines in tailored suits, sipping moonlight through trembling leaves. You knock on my bark-body, and I let you in.
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The mirror
i look in the mirror
and flinch like it’s a stranger
like the face staring back
should apologize for existing
there’s a weight in my chest
that has nothing to do with flesh
and everything to do -
The Third Grader
Raincoat like the petals of a sunflower hangs to her knees
Glittery rainbow headband
That only keeps half her hair back
Shiny pink nails
Strawberry boots
Shy smile that makes you feel lucky you got to see it
