Tag: Poems
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Epithalamion
Our bodies exist to bewritten on by one another.Your hand in my hand is inscribed in my thumb. In the clasp, our hearts whisper each other’s name.Even In the embrace of shadows our story lives.It’s the story of lovers and friendsstill waiting for the right wordslike a thumbprint lifted from the panes from the gathering…
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Renfield: Getting Beyond the Blow and Suck
Plot via IMDB: R.M. Renfield (Nicholas Hoult) decides to leave his centuries-long line of work as a henchman and familiar to Count Dracula (Nicolas Cage) and finds a new lease on life in modern day New Orleans when he falls in love with a feisty but perennially aggressive traffic cop named Rebecca Quincy (Awkwafina) I…
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The Crying Old Woman on the Bank
An old woman in a Mantilla carries hernew sorrows. She wanders lost—knowing not enough Englishto understand and answer questionsShe needs to sell the familia silver to recover her drowned hijo from the river,but she is sunset to everyone she pleas to.
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My Happiness Is Defined in You
To see what I see as beautiful. and not ever hide your little joys, knowing the sun rises, stars don’t fall, and all our Chinese meals are poems.
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Aquarium
Contained in this glass world that is of the sea, but not it, fish swim blindly from end to end,kissing the blue bottled fog.
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Black Dress
When she wears the black dress against herself and sees her every reflection in the mirror she knows it will fit her better than even her mother ever wore it.
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Making Miracles
She’d get up early and secured the world for Milagro:Making sure the window latched and wouldn’t lose a dream,that the new bread would rise and be ready for tomorrow’s stove, that the kitchen would always smell of promise and hope, the two of them forever making good meals,making familia, in the rise of heaven,that the…
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The Last Piece of Cake
There once was a race of cake men equally divided between birthday and wedding types, each born into whatever flavor was selling that day— usually chocolate or vanilla, but towards the end Neapolitan- whose faith was strong. They succumbed to the next door country of cake eaters, who reveled in their two week long…
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Dig, Dig, Dig
The long way to heaven is to dig through the earth. Walk with me. Fall with me. Be the helmet light in the tunnel. Hold my feet less I fall into the abyss. Shackle your friends to you, foot to foot, arm to arm. The long way to heaven is to dig through the earth.…