Like Milk Only Not Milk

It isn’t as if I’m not already fully aware of the fact It flatters you to see that I hate you enough To weave that hostility into my poetry You get a cheap kind of thrill Watching my heart spill Into those words It’s like milk Only It’s not milk Severed arteries pour Onto the […]

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Divinity

On the first day God created paper airplanes And with a disinterested flick of the divine wrist An immense sky became, brimming with twinkling lights For use of which he considered the gift of flight But only on the condition of wings And those would only be for bird-like things Of which he hadn’t yet […]

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my fury (III)

  fu·ry ˈfyo͝orē/ noun wild or violent anger. “tears of fury and frustration” GREEK MYTHOLOGY a spirit of punishment, often represented as one of three goddesses who executed the curses pronounced upon criminals, tortured the guilty with stings of conscience, and inflicted famines and pestilences.    I. my fury has a past, a purpose my fury […]

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Let Them Have It

And if the bleak are to inherit the earth? Then I say, friends, Let them have it For they shall be in fine company Among the filth and degradation Reeking of havoc The flawed machinations Of the emotionally inept Let them have it Let them have their vapid domain Of trauma and dichotomy For this […]

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if only

in the presence of Judas my heart’s very own saboteur I became willingly restrained with the vaguest recognition of his presence— a prisoner, convicted by my own self fulfilling prophecies the subliminal questions seemed to beg themselves “how might it be…. if I were to martyr myself? how might it feel…. if he were to […]

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tale of a tributary heart

the grieving heart on my pale sleeve with it’s black veil and cameo locket obscuring it’s delicate elegies pinned with sprigs of sage recollections faintly billowing like bittersweet incense it’s ashes enshrined lovingly in poetry a dainty rosary  clutched to breast each glass bead, an ode to the deep, velvet pain framed in the futility of mourning – a. […]

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wounded

there’s a hole that gapes in the cage of my chest  like an unlatched door made of derelict flesh inviting of song birds to lovingly perch their melodies filling my injury’s church with arteries pinched blue jays stake homes beneath the feet of finches on branches of bone my body though wounded became a safe […]

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Duineser Elegien

“The Duino Elegies (German: Duineser Elegien) are a collection of ten elegies written by the Bohemian-Austrian symbolist poet Rainer Maria Rilke (1875–1926). Rilke is often ranked with William Butler Yeats as one of the preeminent poets of the twentieth century. His poetic innovations might, however, be better compared with those of Gerard Manley Hopkins, though […]

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anything for a good time

the crucifix dangling in that crevice / guarding the gateway / at the rendezvous of his collarbones / when pressed just right / revealed a shiny little switchblade / protruding from the feet of Christ / and when he dared me / to trace my tongue along its length / I thought heaven help me / […]

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