“Dreams and Dust” – Day 4 of National Poetry Month

Dreams and dust Dreams and dust And hours and hours alone Building and planning Planning and building Pacing the rooms, breathing in pain Labored Resting Stretched beneath a wild, sprawling ceiling Ten thousand tiles wider than remembered Staring, waiting, longing, dreaming Folding dust until it falls Stacked particles Statuesque collapsing Excited by a liquid Alive … Continue reading “Dreams and Dust” – Day 4 of National Poetry Month →

“Long-term Lust” – Day 3 of National Poetry Month

As shallow cuts that kisses draw in unprotected skin Cheeks as soft and vulnerable as fresh baked macaroons dread The affection I cannot resist expressing. Oh what pure and unreal terror of not impressing my flesh to your flesh, My tears to your taste, my embrace to your shivers. I count my days long without … Continue reading “Long-term Lust” – Day 3 of National Poetry Month →

“Shannon” – Day 2 of National Poetry Month

Shannon folds the laundry And dusts her make-up drawers. The floor in the kitchen bends beneath her sponge. Proud Shannon, glowing after midnight. Her pajamas and favorite sweaters Meet the same flannel standard. Shannon tries a coffee from another country. Her phone charges no faster when she checks it. Shannon plays the albums that impress … Continue reading “Shannon” – Day 2 of National Poetry Month →

Fears of the Now

Here's a little exercise! What are the fears of the modern day? I don't just mean "clowns and Slenderman." What latent and unresolved notions burrow their way into the modern psyche, whispering frequently and fervently until their refrains becomes a melody of constant dread? We have to know what they are if we're ever to … Continue reading Fears of the Now →