Member since December 7, 2016 | 1,596 Readings |
Cincinnati, Ohio native - They say journalism is dying and poetry’s already dead. I suppose that makes me a resurrector.
The Blue-Silver Being
I am a flat, graphite sketch / on a interdimensional being’s / drafting table. // I look to my right and left / and the being is shouting / at…
Closure before the door was opened
I am nothing. / Nothing. // My purpose is ----. / It’s rich and red. / My purpose is bleed. // Your whole job / is to watch while I do it. /…
Contain, / Contain / You-see-through-glass / Bring the water to my lips again // The molecules are more focused in the glass / Than they are in…
It’s a different hustle in the winter
Sunset - / the little ghetto market, / westside parkway // / An early start / Set up shop so to speak / Greet more folks than the mayor // …
50 Questions to Ask God this Holiday Season
Hows come we can’t see you? / How many bulbs have broken when idiots put up Christmas lights? / Why don’t people use their fucking turn signal? …
I don’t like to kill / Even the small things / Even the littlest ones / I feel it too hard / I stand over them in their death / And whisper about…
In the garden of life
In the garden of life, / with its flowers and wonders aplenty - / Some days you just pull out weeds.
When all the black mirrors light up
My eyes are polyamorous, lingering and twisting, / playing tricks on my Sunday School heart / They feed my brain the food it wants but doesn’t need…
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In the Beginning (Tic)
In the beginning / there was only mysticism, / no matter of fact. / / Just like the rolling river, / just like the summer breeze / through…
Take anything / you think you are, and turn it / / into ruins. You are an ancient civilization / buried in laughter. Unsentimental, rugged, /…
Power to the People
It begins with something / we can’t control – and because / we can’t – we recognize / if we try? It’ll win. / / No / / We see this. A…
As I entered what would likely be the third day of working thirteen hours, as usual, my supervisor – staring limply and promptly ahead at the wheel…
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