Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Letters to an Ex-Lover Anthology: Ursinus

When the wounded animal heals
It returns more savage than before
A steadfast refusal to feel
Pain and suffering anymore

And so do I return as a savage
Committed to attacking first
In this round it won't be me who is ravaged
When it was you who inspired this vengeful thirst 
(4/8/2015)

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Emergence

A dream is an egg
Incubating emotions
Before consciousness

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Kintsugi

There's a beauty in it
In being a survivor
I'm invincible



Kintsugi is the Japanese art of fixing broken pottery with lacquer dusted or mixed with powdered gold, silver, or platinum (Wikipedia).

Friday, March 27, 2015

It Shows

Wordless histories
There are novels in my scars
Origin stories

Set

Ellipsoidal seeds
Each adorned with its own awn
Wheat's small pulchritude

Thursday, March 26, 2015

Locomotion

I want to be train tracks,
repetitive strength,
expansive and patient.

Monday, March 16, 2015

Lost

Feeling like I'm floating
It's this time of year
Lost in my life
Now that I'm on track

Friday, January 2, 2015

Instar

In the middle city
Driven by one million heartbeats
I found myself too patient in chrysalis 

And once transformed I saw
The small molt of my previous self
Uncomfortable and rigid 

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

The Ranch

Speaking fondly of the ranch
One way I can pay tribute now.
The ranch was an entity of my identity.
The Lombardy poplars leading me
Home when I got lost
Deep starry nights and crisp clear skies
The train whistling when I went to sleep
Infinite treasures in native ruins
A stream with hot springs and geese
Peacocks crying in the willow tree
Stubborn ponies eating loco weed
Two and a half stories worth
of memories in the house
and a cellar of accumulated history
Radioactive lead plates, a mysterious tunnel and a secret journal
Typewriters, rotary phones, and painted china,
drumsticks in the freezer, beaded curtains, closets full of surprises,
pieces of paper wrapped in rubber bands on the desk,
knick knacks on bookshelves and oil paintings on the walls,
Grammi's tales and three playful dogs
for each playful child filling the living room
It was entertainment before dial up
Endless exploration in the house, on the ranch, through the states.
A picture, a price and a few pieces of stamped paper
Were an unjust estimation of worth.