The Letter but firsta letterunloaded wordshandwritten on fancy paper because it calms me downbecause it helps me reflectbecause it makes me smilebecause it’s not 1897 but it still is 1897it always is the perfect day hour minute to handwrite s letter I can feel the ghostof a corset tight-grippingmy ribs I can smell the densemanure of my chuffing horseas it… Continue reading Poem 190 – The Letter & Gertrude’s Writing Room July Hours!
Author: Vanessa Shields
Writer. Mother. Lover.
Poem 189 – Already Seen
Already seen deja vu on the wordsconfronted with an infinityof desires and lifestyle choices curious that i’ve read these wordson this computer screen while sitting onthis couch at this 9:30pm on this Wednesdaynight in some parallel state there’s comfort in deja vuthe I-can-sleep-in-more kind of comfortbut also a slight lung crushingbone rubberingslicing of timethat renders… Continue reading Poem 189 – Already Seen
Poem 188 – In His Heaven, Elvis & Glory
In His Heaven, Elvis & Glory His strong fingers close around the diamond handle on heaven’s door.No need to knock, he has the key – it is Elvis shaped, an exaltation of hallelujahs,a velvet voice paving a path of praise for a dignified entrance to the pearly gate. This worship is heaven sent. The father,… Continue reading Poem 188 – In His Heaven, Elvis & Glory
VANESSA SHIELDS 