LITTLE TRAINS TUG ON I daydreamed on the train today That my child was grown and saw me Surrounded by all these plays I’ve made Like an old lady surrounded by miniature trains On handmade tracks pulling through miniature towns To painted stations. She points things out, the old lady, All the careful details ofContinue reading “Little Trains Tug On”
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Like
Like Sometimes it just means hey And sometimes it means I owe you an email And sometimes it means it was so great seeing you last night at the show, and then at the bar, and thank you for staying even though you were tired and have to work early And sometimes it means IContinue reading “Like”
That Too Damn Early Blue
That Too Damn Early Blue Because the sky is that too damn early blue I can’t help but see them differently, Those shoes, floating among the crossing wires, Electrified effigy to the things kids do. Somewhere, some kid is walking on the too damn hard, Shorn of rubber soles that stutter stepped and up-faked, WalkingContinue reading “That Too Damn Early Blue”
Journal, 5/31: Only What I Mean
ME Sometimes I like to think that I am a small pot of water and all my passing days are the heat beneath me and I am beginning to simmer I am turning into steam and one day soon I will become the air: still myself, only everywhere. Only what I mean by water isContinue reading “Journal, 5/31: Only What I Mean”
Corinna Schulenburg 