Category Archives: Poetry

I Return to Color

The greys and dismal suffocating black have been constant on me as moldy blankets It’s been on the outside of my eye the lens a glassy hard barrier to color I’ve let it keep its distance while I chalked my … Continue reading

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Things Past Due

Old Moon owl appears in the World-cold dusk steady atop a stark tree’s crown, it defies Earth’s pull It should be a hawk, we glibly say while spying through the glass But black ears hug the rounded head and make … Continue reading

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I Drowned Again Last Night

I drowned again last night as I am wont to do. I fight the blackest ocean flogging insistent seas. Against my deepest Self I flail treasure so far below. When at last, my crown submerged, I take first liquid breath … Continue reading

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