Category Archives: Poetry

SHIPPING THAT FROSTY SWEET She saw the movie, declared she hated it Spent half the time hiding from the scary bits And has played nothing else since. One weekend, as I played Honeymaren To her Elsa, she declared them married, Cuz even a five-year old knows what ships. We were: Sipping on that cold honeyContinue reading “Shipping That Frosty Sweet”

THE ABYSSAL ZONE Down here, you better bring your own light. Better grow light bulbs from your forehead To distinguish dark from deeper dark. Teach your gut to wait a week before hunger. Then a month. Then a year. Teach your tongue To love what falls from better places. Down here, we all bleed anti-freeze.Continue reading “The Abyssal Zone”

DIVERSITY INITIATIVES On the ground between us there is a hole. Can you call something a pit when you can’t See the bottom of it? Cross, you tell us. Make it over here and then we can love you. One by one, we cross the only way our bodies can. One by one, falling untilContinue reading “Diversity Initiatives”

THE MASTER’S TOOLS The ground is smooth, we say, but you know different. The surface is smooth, you say, but underneath are razors. Look at my feet, you say. We gasp at the scars. But we walk on this ground, we say, every day, without Bleeding. You say, look at what I’m carrying, this weight.Continue reading “The Master’s Tools”