Beneath the surface, I open
my eyes. Distant motorboat blades
churn and hum under the waves.
A buoy bell clangs when I resurface,
but I prefer the cool blue. Deep
breathe, I sink back down, away
from the others. I see an eel weave
into the seaweed, so I follow.
Twist and wriggle and become
another. But the sun still
finds me, a spotlight chasing
through the grasses.
love is warm banana pancakes
on a sunny saturday morning
brown eyes melting into me
like honey dripping down the stack
all butter and maple syrup
sweet and delicious
so safe and familiar
feels a lot like coming home.
summer heals
relationships come together
relationships fall apart
scars fade
an interview
an opportunity
a lesson
you are free
and you look back
to how you were
faint
trembling
weak
you couldn’t walk
you couldn’t breath
you couldn’t speak the truth
your body wasn’t yours
it was his
it was pain’s body
that’s how you understand
it’s where you find the confidence
the power
the smile
and the empathy
to simply live
When we met again,
we fell into the bed
like old friends
(which we are)
who haven’t been separated
by time and distance.
Breathless and laughing,
our memories felt like
warm summer nights
and
teenage angst
as they fell from our lips
and we remembered
what it was like
to be young again.
Songbirds of Acadia
I still crouch to sweep a hopeful hand
through lush carpets of clover,
with each waddling step a reminder
of the child who tried her luck
at gluing a fourth to the existing three
and of the memory that houses the elation
of finding a true four-leafed rarity
The burning question behind lidded lashes
A blue blaze of truth I’m compelled to seek, feeding knowledge and fear:
Do you see me when you close your eyes?
Does the touch on your hand
Whisper the breeze of my name?
Lightly and soft
Sinking under the chill on your skin?
In violet nights of seaglass moon
Unbind me where the waves can drown sound
Hold me in breath
Taste me in salt
Then slowly tuck away
The dream
Who killed verbosity?
Was it me, trying to get a point across
Or the fruit company, throwing away so many peaches
pears apples grapes oranges bananas
figs mangoes pineapples strawberries watermelons
Or were they just throwing away fruit
