Hi folks! I am thrilled to report that I have a new poem out, published in Reverie Magazine‘s inaugural issue! Thank you to Reverie for this opportunity; I hope you all enjoy reading.
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’23 you didn’t read the book??
messy messy mess-mess mess messy mess mess and listen run aground messy kiss and lies messy messy mess-mess; A pocketful of rye messy messy mess-mess; And us an angel tie. Four-and-twenty blackbirds, fenceposts of the day messy messy mess-mess; I keep what you say. messy messy mess-mess; baked it in a pie. oh-so-hot your steel-beamed truth to be your reject is to be my butterfly it's time to take to the bath. Timing just for redress. When it’s time for the answers to all keys And the fresh sack of flour is spoilt. When I am the fire in the belly, serving the witch that you need. when baby needs a new pair of shoes so we went to bed with six.
Monthly jukebox1:
- For some reason, everywhere I go, I hear “Hotel California”. The Eagles have something for me, it would seem. lmk fellas. ↩︎
[archival] for the curious, these diary entries (and jukebox time capsules) from the same time period in past years:
* ’22 B Sounds
* ’21 Even my silence is powerful
* ’20 Bagheera Chamomile
* ’19 The Jasper Vessel
’23 Down Burns the House
When the siding’s in cinders
and now I lounge on
warm rock warmed
too by my bones
my purring bones
Asleep in the day
in the open—a torch
of rest daring you to
wake me. Inviting you to
sneak past.
Or not.
Whatever.
I’m good either
way.
WHEN THE RENAISSANCE WORLD TOUR IS AT MY DOOR
!!! !!! !!! IloveyouBeyoncé
humbledinthepresenceofyourprowessyourvisiontheinspirationyouare
When the world is my kind of pink
IloveyouBarbie-O,therichgiving
yougavemeyougavemeplaysandimaginingsOandIbrokefree !!! !!! !!!
Fellowhearts choose the dark
paths, cross purposes
known as Unnecessary and Obligation.
known to be rough.
known to take you from yourself.
There are too many nightmares roamin' around.
Meanwhile, my quiet
observation is a trance. Takes note. Bears witness.
The white bear and the black jaguar
chose me.
When a second Renaissance
surprises; her sandcastles are built
together, and the joust was good and sun.
shadow dancing dapple
When the letter arrives right
before the double moonwalk.
Signed forevermore,
Stay wavy, peaches. Stay wavy.
A journeycake. A blown still.
The burning house. A mercy kill.
’23 Consequences
The summer of smoke teaching us to pay
better attention to air quality scores
A bike without a wheel
Istanbul was a cat in your bed
then turned around into an international traffic incident
Desperate for a smile.
What’s enough warning for a
tidal reckoning?
When experimentation is the object, don’t you see?
No, you feel. The eyes of the sea.
P L A Y
and some Roy Orbison MAX VOL, I expect.
I jotted this down early
before my clear bottle
arrives my sailboat,
salvation, my vessel of
surrender.
<<I am brave>>
--aged six
kate carsella 