POETRY
“Poetry is language at its most distilled and most powerful.”
Empty vessels
make the most sound, I think,
as you rip the fairy lights off the handrail.
Millions of Americans have been affected by identity theft. It’s probably the greenhouse gases.
Mostly he ate what was put on his plate
snuck coffee grounds or dirt for a snack
Once a zipper Unzipped
Even from this distance I could go out
the door it would bang shut and crumble
I buy too much, for someone of my stature.
could pawn a skinny metaphor to purchase a plump skin.
its reputed in our lineage— to daydream a life that shreds our pockets.
you know that
baby swallows make silver ripples
in wild rivers to court reeds?
Okay, picture this: We’re in an elevator. The elevator shuts down. It doesn’t matter where we’re going, only that we’re alone.
I imagine that undressing a color, though, would be so much like peeling a memory away from the grey and the white matter of your brain.
my love is a glass shard, a knife made of madness and moonlight,
and there are already way too many fragments in this house
Part of being a good sad person
is always painting the shadows
in the right direction and knowing
what sorrow to art with.