1 day agoMember-onlyarid deserteverything that happens when my brain malfunctions stays within the confines of a cranium accessible to nobody but me. there is nothing communal about weathered wood in place of upper arms that do not turn stiff when chemical count lays low. no one notices slow strolls across crosswalks or upturned…Poet1 min readPoet1 min read
2 days agoMember-onlybottomlessi would hand anyone absolutely everything if my feet could then find their footing in something. i hear it is far better to have anything other than nothing, but how do you keep from flying away when you’ve lived your entire life in a state of flight, not fight? i…Mental Health1 min readMental Health1 min read
May 21Member-onlya haikuconscientiousness is a curse in a realm that rewards selfishness.Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
May 20Member-onlya haikuassimilation is procreation of rep — — etition; abstain.Haiku1 min readHaiku1 min read
May 13Member-onlythe base of the boardsthe hardwood floor creaks as the arch of my foot presses onto the base of the boards. i pause in a way where i don’t let myself sway because i hope i beg i plead that no one heard me. the house i always had to tiptoe around never felt…Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
May 12Member-onlygrief as a haikuperpendicular lines remind me of the time i reached for your ghost. ☼Haiku1 min readHaiku1 min read
Apr 26Member-onlycomplacencycomplacency lives adjacent to me but i do not knock on its door i wave to it from the north window and refrain from connecting to it furthermore as the last time i converged with the mug of someone smug the direction of my trajectory was a roundabout forcing me…Poet1 min readPoet1 min read
Apr 25Member-onlytar-colored charredthe tar-colored charred brioche leaps from the toaster the way frogs sprang from lily pads in fairytales lemon water in hand i reach for the tongs spraining my ankle along the way my foot like a reprimand i wonder how toads land as i respond in awe of how they…Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Apr 9Member-onlyhaikuhere we are again — amid repetition til i break the cycle. ☼Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Apr 8Member-onlyhaikuconscientiousness is a curse in a realm that rewards selfishness. ☼Haiku1 min readHaiku1 min read
