“…that harsh and strangled sound…”From Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer’s After I wish that wars we wage are eternally internalthat the bombs we drop are chakra bound that thebullets we shoot are philosophy loaded thatour harsh struggles are the wrangling of valuesnegotiating love’s forces…that the strangled soundsof pain are proof that when we love ourselves whenwe harness… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 2
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POEM A DAY – February 27
Dirt sometimes it surprises me how much dirt gets under my fingernails the deep browns the flat blacks the urgent yells of green grime but I secretly love the two-step process of burrowing a nail under a nail and scraping out the grot then scraping out the grot again – the small collection of yuck… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 27
POEM A DAY – February 25
Below Zero, Again I’d like to announce that I am ready to farewell my bootsto stop untwisting and yanking up socks that come half off whensaid boots get stuck as I almost-fall trying to balance, heaviedby a picky-feathered winter parka – I’m done, thank you. I burned my forearm whilst taking dinner out of the… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 25
POEM A DAY – February 21 & FORUM UPDATE
Like, if me then youFor C, from No, Thank You when I was little, like, four, I heardyou can be whatever you like and I believed it. but, like, when I wasnine, I knew I wouldn’t be a broadway child starthat my sun would come out tomorrow shining onthe sliver-giving picnic table (my stage) in… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 21 & FORUM UPDATE