it happened again last night, heard him in my dreams again wakefulness greeted me with the memory of his vacant eyes, fixed upon the ceiling above and I’m studying the star-shaped tattoo on his chest, chanting his name over and over in my head again sorry I haven’t been home in a couple days, it’s […]
Tag: poetry
September Rain
I’m feeling melodramatic.
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? / […]
“one of our own,” he said over and over
Because I love her hands clasped, compressions on his chest counting to thirty under my breath as my partner cut through the fabric of his buttoned shirt thirteen year old told me last week “I want to die every single day!” and I thought immediately, I want to die every other day life is […]
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 […]
F_ll_ng _n L_v_
I got drunk on the Thornapple River with friends and colleagues she asked if I was okay so I leaned sideways and dunked my face in the riverbed, I glimpsed his delicate eyes through murky darkness, two glowing lights with the force of his lips, he pushed me upright I breathed the summer air but […]
After
There was a warning on the radio this morning. Stay away. Stay alive. The announcer said it twice. And maybe she meant fallen electrical wires, but my thoughts wandered to you. Keep your distance, at least twenty-five feet, she said. Contact with live wires causes death. Stay away. Stay alive. But I drove to your […]
amory blaine
you learned life the hard way feet bare for nearly two years wandering downtown, no fears spare for the premonition of a blade puncturing tender flesh in the streets, you made your bed keeping warm with thoughts in your head cabin nestled in a quiet wood […]
Temer, I meant to tell you
Temer, I meant to tell you dead bodies aren’t that bad
Triple Consciousness
The other day, I wondered what it would be like to set the uniform aside and embrace college life. Let someone else play with the lights and sirens. And save the seizing little boy, and lift the elderly off the floor, and assist the diabetics who need molecular help. What would it be like to […]
Just Thoughts 