Abyss

A body filled withAmber waterExplodes in golden burstsOf endless movement. The blood of dead leaves,Their decay oozingFrom cavernous shadowsIn the black depths.It seeps into skin and And lives, grows,Under a surface of flesh.   Sculptures of meat and boneFlirt with the creature’s dark edges.They are as powerful as Flower petalsSwept onto the surfaceBy an uncaring [...]

The Death of a Whale

Decay stirring In its dense, inexplicable insides,As it settles gently On the ocean floor.With the crabs; with the algaeWith the fish; with the ash.In the coldSilence. The burden of the depthsSilence the weightOf death. On the day of the surrender The waves were peaceful.Reflecting the bleeding morning sun;Their tears caressing the array ofTiny pebbles on [...]

Plato’s Cookie

As an April Fools joke, the university that I will be attending next year released incredibly bizarre essay prompts for next year's admissions cycle. Although they were not meant to be taken seriously, I decided to write an essay on one of those prompts. Here it is: "To prefer evil to good is not in [...]

Words

A soft fluttering of delicate wingstentatively emerge from the infinity of the paper.Like those of a moth, quiveringinto the domain of the deck lampand dissolving, again,into the darkness.Always the insufferable default. No one recognizes the momentwhen a fly gives up on life:its last twitch deafened by the silenceof the its cage. Spoken word organizes the [...]

Coffee in a Black Hole

What I never understood was the old wallpaper, Probably saturated with coffee, and moisture, and mold; bulging and peeling at the edges. That ornate Victorian print has no right hanging here: The utter injustice of it all; Every metal chair from a different flea market; shards of eggshells go unnoticed in the lavender scones; The [...]

To an Empty Room

it has become all bones by now:a map of venous inkbloated into ribbons,the emptiness of each letterbleached, and for what reasonbut to return to its brethrenboth dissolving into the pavement almost gone.yet somehow always there where does it go? the smell of death and water:a reminder of youthwhen autumn was still a surprise, and the [...]