adamned
Izzy wants us to dance and write what we come up with at toads. I danced a little to Whip It that was a favorite of mine a long long […]
Tag Archives: poetry
This glowing night of sanguine hips
In glowing nights of sanguine hips, we shed our last maracas tears; to sway away when sun has slipped. From burning cheeks, mascara drips, but doom of dawn is not […]
Commuting
I look for little things: the goslings eating grass, the hues of green that change from day to day, the way the water ripple from the breeze. I listen for […]
Still(ness)
Still(ness) (Di)stilled – your sunhat rests in perfect harmony with my umbrella. Cause formaldehyde replaced my blood your ash is scattered and has stilled the waves. Still your sunhat rests […]
The fabric of the veil
Where night is just a veil, stretched between an endless dusk and the break of dawn I rest with fabric stretched across the sky and drink the arctic air, the […]
