You are a black rosestill leaning toward the sunlightyour lack of color so sleek and distant but in your nervous eyes, a sparkguiding me to a pathway filling the sky with silver threadsthe moonlike a video of youdancinglike a recording of your voicesayingHello? Hello?I’m here Kindred Spirit.
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The Heavy Beauty of Our Life
On a bike at night with no lights going the wrong way down the street I’m alive right now, at this moment that’s all that matters I get it burn from the inside out But seeing this makes me cringe and laugh no, not cringe, but squirm not laugh, but whoop I’ve…
Seeking Lilith or I Found God but Couldn’t Keep Her
Listening only for a moment to soundsother than the pull of the tide over the sandy rocksemerging from the fiery waters of the sun like Lilith Why have I been cast down from my proper place?Strolling by they may see nothing or possibly the creative force two separate beings admiring themselves in the mirror stretching…
You Are Much More Than a Memory
You are much more than a memoryYou are something profoundthat I lostYou did not slip awaybut were ripped from meYou will say I was disdainfuland you are rightbut I never meant for you to goI was upset – that’s allI wish I could take away the painI’m so sorry that I hurt youThe two men…
Awake Now
I awake with words in my mouth contemplate them briefly until the light of day streams in kicking all syllables aside I rise with a pounding in my head a tightness in my chest know the pounding will not cease the tightness uncoil unless I pop a pill stop staring at the light so intently…
And I Love How You Wear That Dress
(A Utopian Tale from Belltown) I. Light His name is Rain in the Desert. I am Underneath All. He lived on top of one of the many hills in the city. I lived on the outskirts, trying to make a home. At first all I had was a picture or two; that’s how I first…
Women’s Rooms V2
Women’s Rooms that is a long complicated subject. red room, blue room that room was a sanctuary this room is a prison Each of us have our own room, placed within the vastness of the house. Patterns and behaviors sleepiness, fighting to keep our eyes open, as though we could fall asleep instantaneously of course …
Dentistry or the San Juan Islands as Viewed from Space
I see my uncertainty as a vast mysterious network of intersecting lines, falling away, returning to implant themselves on my memory, without understanding. I take one line and it leads to love, lost or taken, words colliding and falling to ash. Now I sit within the ticking clock, its constant small noise blocking out any…
Shi Shi Beach
He climbs the cliff side clinging toroots and rocks and I tooascend withsolitary faithbeside me, he a few stepsabove, sittingon the ledgewaiting, to build me a mansionof tent sizedproportionsabove us the pinesshine. There is no time beyond this spellas dirt cakes my hands, buriesbeneath my nails,all iswet in this forest of rainclouds drapingeverything blueand green,…
Ghosts and other things that return
I am thinking about ghostsand other things that return – A photo of a wedding dresslong embroidered lacea veilworn by a headless mannequinstanding at the top of thecarved curvingbrown wooden staircase – I pausenow I am looking at imagesthat will never become photosonly heavy imprintson my mindthis is how I fathom the enigmatic mansitting stone…
The Layers of Love 