here's some of my poems
bitten
The last inch of water
that never drains
warm and translucent
as August dusk
heavy with critters
like the tree you climbed
only finding the small hole
in your hand the next morning
--feb 2025
*****
collapse
Winter brings enough
Space to witness
Winter brings enough
Substance to perish
This room loses light
Faster than its neighbors
The crunch of leaves
New shatterings
Scattered puffs
In the long beams
The dance starts soon
Hurry along
Before they lock the doors
--jan 2025
*****
Scaffolding collapses under the weight of observation
I sit down
With hours left
In the afternoon
And intentions
Perhaps a plan
Even
Just get the skeleton
Of this stanza
Bolt it onto the next
And so on…
Then I happen to notice the back of the person sitting in front of me
and they have recently been out in the sun too long
and their skin is peeling in an increasingly intriguing pattern
and all I can think about in that moment is helping them out
and that moment swallows the
entire
fucking
afternoon.
--jun 2025
*****
grief
Inventories of loss
Hierarchies of sadness
The same damn room
With no windows
No doors
No memory
Stacks of ledgers
Silverfished pages
Boxes of images
An old flag after the storm
Are you in?
Did you make it in?
Well, I tried
--jan 2025
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soapyair 