“Don't forget love;
it will bring all the madness you need
to unfurl yourself across
the universe.”

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As I always obnoxiously announce  on Youtube, "Good evening and welcome back, poetry love-ahs!" Welcome to my site...about time, am I right? This site is primarily dedicated to my work (written, aural, visual), but I also feel the same exact joy when promoting others. Let us collaborate! Let us work together as creators in this blue-green sphere! POETRY LIVES!! LONG LIVE THE ARTS IN ALL ITS MANIFESTED FORMS!!

POEM OF THE MONTH
Never to Dream of Spiders
by Audre Lorde
Time collapses between the lips of strangers
my days collapse into a hollow tube
soon implodes against now
like an iron wall
my eyes are blocked with rubble
a smear of perspectives
blurring each horizon
in the breathless precision of silence
one word is made.

Once the renegade flesh was gone
fall air lay against my face
sharp and blue as a needle
but the rain fell through October
and death lay a condemnation
within my blood.

The smell of your neck in August
a fine gold wire bejeweling war
all the rest lies
illusive as a farmhouse
on the other side of a valley
vanishing in the afternoon.

Day three day four day ten
the seventh step
a veiled door leading to my golden anniversary
flameproofed free-paper shredded
in the teeth of a pillaging dog
never to dream of spiders
and when they turned the hoses upon me
a burst of light.
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