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I’ve been unemployed for a week today. It’s a strange feeling. I created a list of daily tasks to keep me accountable, so everything doesn’t bleed. I’m sleeping in and staying up late. Eating all the snacks. The rules don’t apply and I’m reminded that as a child I just wanted to be an adult. I could write a book about the reasons behind that wish, but we don’t have the time. Anyway, today is not a good day. I’m still in my fuzzy black cat pajama pants. I watered the plants and I’m trying my best to dry out my anxieties. So that means watching marvel movies on the couch, cleaning house, opening the windows. Enough rambling. How are you?
Excerpt from a poem in Poems for the Moon: Vol 1. You can grab the collection for free on all retailers.⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Link in bio.
I see it flickering—⁠⠀ dry throat, ⁠⠀ numb limbs⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ how do I run from a faceless terror?⁠⠀ my house is a refuge?⁠⠀ or a space for my fears to breed⁠⠀ in my heavy belly?⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ in the abyss I fall⁠⠀ useless and⁠⠀ tumbling⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ I see it flickering, ⁠⠀ a future so solid once, ⁠⠀ now never promised⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ grief is a flameless fire⁠⠀ grief is ash in my belly⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ I taste nothing else⁠⠀ ⁠⠀
#worldpoetrymonth
I’m away from my typewriter so I’m posting a piece from likely 6 years ago. Found it waaaaaay back in the camera roll. #nationalpoetrymonth
I walk in the spring, welcome echos of neighbors and lonely strangers— scared and shivering as April bites when will you come home? you are essential to me too I need you to press your toes to the tops of my feet as we fade away as we pretend another day here will not strip us bare why do we wear titles we cannot afford? why did we chase dreams that dig beneath our foundations? I am the moth to your flame, and I hide from you in the day.
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