The gift of giving

wilting treesand houses built on sinkholeslost traditions, andblood lines soaking into the eartheating away at the long-forgotten corpses of our lineagebroken mirrors holding disfigured reflectionsof little brown girlswith twisted mouths and charred fingertipsthese rest on creaky floor boardsand against old wooden wallsdraped in white sheetsbooks with no spinespages out of order and words that don’tContinue reading “The gift of giving”

Nobody loves you when you’re down

These diseases make you unlovable Nobody loves me when I’m down. And can only see the swarm of darkness closing in on me. My eyes must look so small and bloodshot—fighting to see through bright flashes of light: alarms that never snoozed, constant and jarring. Nobody recognizes me when I’m breaking. Code, character, promise, orContinue reading “Nobody loves you when you’re down”

30 november 2018

This is a “Poem of the Day” feature piece What is so comfortable about the middleThat so many choose to sit thereWhile the rest of the world dies on the marginsStarving on either side of a fenceAnd fluttering white flagsThat would tear under the weightOf all the blood strewn across the east and westOf theContinue reading “30 november 2018”