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permanent world being baby new, the solid earth still shifts beneath our feet. Mountains we cannot move cover our cities, centuries; this life flowed forward and we gaze back to where we once fought to survive. In our bones we remember how it felt to struggle, and ultimately to live, even if just barely. It… Continue reading All this
that you unfurled, like a flower, petals as gentle as life was not. what was knotted, hardened, twisted up tight– is undone, falling about, loose, light, peony rich. that you, delicate, soft, feel like home, after being away awhile. that you are as bloom, now, as you were bud, with us. I hope there's so… Continue reading I hope death healed you
The wind comes sweeping down the plain and certain days continues east, settling into a breeze up among mountains and I breathe it into my lungs, and it catches on my rage. When I remember your secrets you calling God as your expert witness against me. The King, and His Men, and You, against me… Continue reading Oklahoma
My forgotten unforgiven, all these years of misplaced piety and prayers. I admit I understand the appeal– he is easier to confess to; you never looked in his eyes and dehumanized to justify your inhumanity, plus he's everyone's favorite placeholder, after all his forgiveness has overnight delivery. I do hope your religion can save you,… Continue reading guess I’m a jealous god, too
return home to breathe the air these lungs grew into to see how much the trees have grown up to see how much I have grown up and how much I never will. melissa suarez
In the aftermath of heartbreak, when you're barely walking through rubble that stays longer than you'd think, but watering the wreckage with every one of your own tears doesn't put anything where or how or the way it was, not even a little bit, in fact, every day it looks less like you remember, or… Continue reading Entropy
we hang lights and drink to feel okay, still this weather makes me cold to you. you just settle for so little light, as if it's your fault the days are too short to stretch out in, to be happy in, as if the sentence fits the crime as if we lived the dream, it… Continue reading Leaves settle for decay
melissa suarez I've only ever sat on roofs with boys I never kissed, never dated, never said the things we might've felt in the air up there, just nice kids sitting on roofs, looking at night skies, growing up together. I think we talked about music, maybe you had a drink, when I look right… Continue reading June
In my deepest dreams I find my way back to the old house, before it was destroyed and restored, when at night it was surrounded by dark woods and the sounds of night creatures and pond frogs, and a train in the distance; I slept there then and I do again. And again. It's sticky… Continue reading House of Honey
Our God, (the one in heaven) my name is sacred, too. kingdoms come and kingdoms go; the Wills are always getting contested, so our bread goes to the birds who legally cannot trespass at all, anywhere. anyway, I forget the rest but I remember hearing you slept when your friends were afraid and then they… Continue reading the prayer
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