Ghosts Among Usafter 'Ghost Cat' by Molly Peacock Ghosts among us will show themselvesbulge a curtaindrop a tea cupbang a portrait to the floor Turn a blue sky to maddening grey –why wouldn’t they? Gift glimpses to remind us of our mortalityto shake the space between the living and the deadthe silky divider of here… Continue reading Poem 294 – Ghosts Among Us
I want to tell you I want to tell you, it’s gonna be okay. I know you need to hear these words. I know you don’t believe them, most of the time. I know you let them fall to your feet into a puddle of muddy weather leftovers you avoid. Did you know you used… Continue reading Poem 287 – I want to tell you
Grand Central Stomach my stomach is grand central stationtrains of worry or elation or exhaustion or fear or joyzipping in & out – steam screaming up into my lung ceilingfuel dripping deep into my gutty rail lines loco - motion of today’s to-dos & the conductor is on breakstepped onto cloud nine on the last… Continue reading Poem 286 Grand Central Stomach – & This Week’s Many Literary Events!
In the Shower “…you can’t dance and stay uptight…” Dancing in the Moonlight, King Harvest We try to dance & stay uptight butit is impossiblehips tockingarms wailingparts flipping & floppingilluminated by a long-agopenned lyric our naked bodiesage to the beats of google-summoned music Facebook & instagram disappear into the ether of our lovewe laugh, oh… Continue reading Poem 278 – In the Shower