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 [...]

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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 [...]

Childhood Museum

It was a purpose by default, I say, All I could do was be happy. My childhood doesn’t listen, Turns my memory into a museum. I frequent the display often, confused,Wondering Why the past exists.   Frayed friendship bracelets;Sidewalk chalk washed out by rain;Worn out sneakers And the big boulder in the park,Glazed by children's’ [...]

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 [...]