Too many years of Poison slowing my veins There’s nothing left but apathy Rotting until the stirring of awareness Until I come back to myself And then — My body, strong with my anger Roots down in the earth like a tree that Senses smoke, flames licking Arms up, branching into the air Ready for rapture, purification I want…
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Crossroads
I flip through the winners from past years and I think How strange it is to be at this crossroads How odd to read this and see, just there The concept of “I don’t write that well, but I could; give it a year,” When before it was “I can’t,” And “I could never,” But growth always demands loss,…
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Puppet Master
Once I stayed up fueled on ramen and sugar Penned a story confronting my demons Or maybe they were yours, coming for a visit You loved it, of course you did How could you not when it was both of us The lines blurred so long ago I forget If we were symbiotic or parasitic Not that it mattered,…
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You & Me
I treat my art like an afterthought. A side piece; I’m ashamed of My 2AM “U up?” texts when It deserves all of me And I wonder how many times I can Cancel plans before it says You know what? I’m done You say you love me but can’t put me first Why should I be around when you…
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3AM in the Meadow
I like the 3AM me She’s the braver one willing to go down Rabbit holes of thought without Grasping each thing like it’s truth A bible to her fears No, 3AM me knows It’s all sincere but also full of shit And everything, ultimately, is fine In this freedom she flies So fast her feet barely touch earth There’s…
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Black Dog Scratching
Same old shit, different day I’m familiar with this black dog that Scratches at the door to be let in Before it jumps on my back for a free ride into My thoughts. It’s there now, do you hear it? I’m the one waiting with dark circles And smeared mascara on the mattress Like a queen of dark things…
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Ghosts in Love Rattling Chains Against the World
I keep looking for you in the places We used to haunt Ghosts in love rattling chains against the world You insist you’re still there But my reflection stares back, alone. We picked this place together Fought back the priests Exorcising misunderstanding I didn’t realize you’d converted While I wasn’t looking. Now I trace my fingers in dust Caking…
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The Studio
Lyrics contain poetry We know this; listen But underneath the words The heartbeat That’s the shit I live for If my body can’t help but move Love’s gonna find me again Dancing in that studio The night hot, alive A heaving breathing thing Sweat dripping down my back To Magenta neon blue – Sara Myriad Note: Today I saw…
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A Whim, A Whim, A Whim
Unapologetic in her pleasures Selecting them like flowers Like clouds puffed away; an exhale Ecstasy A whim, a whim, a whim No need to compare to others No such thing as betters Just different talents; inspiration Learning More, and more, and more No greater joy than growing No greater triumph than knowing Tomorrow could the best; believe it Hoping…
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Please God, Let Me be Great at Something
Assembling images, constructing themes Why won’t the words come when I’m proving a point? I prefer my rage with a pen’s edge Knives are for posers Resorting to blood Instead of destroying the mind. Don’t they know The mind bleeds more? So I write my anger and I do puzzles Clicking pieces together Why can’t my brain click into…
