Look – His body is glorious when it moves across the floor when it bends and lifts an orange sphere at the right trajectory, an arc to in in in you are in no position to say No when coaches…
Category: Magpie Prompts
Poem: In Another(‘s ) Night
white sheets creased sharp between their twisted bodies, muscles straining joints to touch skin cotton refuses to let feel let you feel scars from where the sheets broke glass last time she loved she won’t look in the mirror anymore…
Poem: Leaving Autumn
every window opens with the right blade I let you in my grain dark home and now regret the light you let in & left me with only filters to turn sky sepia and the leaves which will soon fall…