Lost sight of the road, eyelids falling two curtains to keep the sick & coughing patients from touching my soul. I nearly destroyed a little old man with the opening of the ambulance door. Even under the first-responder’s glare, I didn’t know what was happening. After that, my partner banned me from the driver’s seat. […]
Tag: heartaches
state of being
I don’t want to talk about politics, about how they move money around like toys kicked across the floor, back and forth I don’t want to listen about what’s happening beyond your five windows and single door cases confirmed in our county now and what does that mean for us, on the ambulance what do […]
Just Thoughts
Caitie, can we talk please? about cutting heart strings propagating them in soil how fast does loneliness grow and when it does, what is it good for? . Sophia, can’t you just listen? why does it always start in the kitchen so deep and full I don’t even notice hot water kissing burns into my […]
Disruptions
there are men with guns across the street some women, too; in uniforms weapons propagated on forearms leashed dogs and blockading cop cars scene is not safe, the first thing they teach you in EMT school I turn back to my phone screen . he’s getting existential again I read the message, ask if he’s […]
november welcomes me
you take me to the community table where I like watching all the old men socialize with one another but today my eyes translated their lives into death that one, with the nicotine stained beard, he’ll stumble into the heart attack named widow-maker and that young man, with the black pencil on his waterline, an […]
Nineteen
I became aware of a pain / festering somewhere within me / he felt my body shiver / squeezed me against his heartbeat / until I fell back asleep / dreamed of all the bugs / exploding guts on car windshields / short lived and irrelevant / where do they go after that high-impact? / […]
Bouquets of Roses
you told me once, your favorite flower: lily, any variety, they are all so pretty or so you said, leading me through darkness to your bed I followed, oh so willing to be your reality you lean in to kiss me and suddenly, the presence of others is suffocating figures of shadow-others crowding, mourners at […]
i quit coffee
for a challenge, this six year prescription, not addiction a challenge: quit coffee no withdrawal symptoms (lasted two days the savory scent got to me hooks in my nostrils till café con leche spilled down my open throat) i quit you for good reasons, too affliction, confliction, restriction– not addiction love […]
Throat Bacon
I’m going through a phase.
Just Thoughts 