Veins remain and I’m discarded grains awash- Impressionism- I breathe the moonlight & I’ve abandoned want—strains of the diseased heart’s plea now taste dirty © Grace Black… Read more “Dissolution”
Category: NaPoWriMo 2015
orbital chaos
syzygy an alignment of we only we were not we were ephemera of liquid poetry pooled in thimbles too small to grieve we were phosphenes and other… Read more “orbital chaos”
denude
my feet are bare, and I walk the planks, the worn grooves of us touching sole to soul and spanning our arc of want to need, but never… Read more “denude”
And We Burn
one last hope pyre to ash © Grace Black Poetry Month continues, and this is Day 27 of NaPoWriMo for me. Today’s prompt was to write a hay(na)ku. 30… Read more “And We Burn”
My Blood Ran Red
I was unafraid for the first time, and for the first time I should’ve turned and white-knuckle ran. The excruciating torque of exile is my reward for… Read more “My Blood Ran Red”
I Eat My Pi in Theory
Travel the circumference of ache— I say circumference because it is a womb filled loss, a noun with a radius of pain. Crawl inward, closest to the… Read more “I Eat My Pi in Theory”
