St. Agony, 2014
There was a woman on the third floor
She sang ‘you are my sunshine’ repeatedly
What kind of trauma had she endured?
Me with my lack of tonsils
Choked by cigarette smoke and the smell of crab
God forbid you crack a window
The sheets stuck to my dry legs and I don’t know how that’s possible
yet I drank all the water
Washed down the pain
I thanked my lucky stars I had my mother
To soothe all my worries and darn me a lullaby with her knitting needles
One day I had a visitor
Who said she knew my aunts
She told me stories about the old days
All the while eating a cupcake with the wrapper still on
Ten days later
I couldn’t help but wonder
Whatever became of the maid
Pissing in the garbage can in the hall
and where her sunshine was.
M.
animals in waiting
can you feel me retreating?
i tuck my tail in
head for the river
to drink from the water
and replenish all that was lost in
the continuum
we rallied under street lights
sifted through snowstorms
because we had to
make our own fun
make fun
lone wolf
lonely
we were all animals in waiting
M.
universally yours,
what if I miss you
and those are the only feelings
I have left to feel
what if I’m so tired
my eyes won’t open all the way
I miss all the signs
danger, danger
no stops for 392 kilometers
I keep running on four wheels
away from feelings
too strong to settle
too scary to hold
don’t give me that look
I met you on a wet day
I said goodbye in the dark
when I look at her
no poem is ever enough
every note is a high key
I surrender to the sound
M.
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