i long to paint but this unceasing palette of dirty whites of tired grays that lurks outside every window sucks the rich marrow from my
Tag: #amwriting
Shoulds
i should brand myself a failure self-flagellate for failing to meet expectations of those who wear white coats shiny stethoscopes draped casually around necks I
Struck Mute
i am a woman built of words it is not natural comfortable intuitive for me to tie my tongue tightly to choose silence to be
Demonized
i do not speak with forked tongue yet you damn me a demon paint my hands blood red cut me black diamond hard innocent misunderstanding?
Byte
hyper- focus is an art i slip into words into screen until i am nothing. . . nothing but blinking cursor nothing but task decoded
Darker objects
poetry is oft written by those who love too much too freely hearts splayed open on sterile dissection trays cool stainless pins trapping vulnerable fluttering
Musings: November 4,2020
I have been mulling the election results over for a few hours, and want to try to articulate what many of us are feeling. I
October 26, 2020
I am living on caffeine and anxiety my diet nutrient- and comfort- poor occasional sips of hope curdle instantly against inflamed walls of my leaky
Composition of a Woman
grief the connective tissue webbed between each bone dangles unresolved from bleached ribs marbled shreds of tissue ruffling the edges of my open chest cavity
