‘My body is a small cave door it’s a slick whale a jubilant sea of tall grass that sways & makes its way across countries’ (lines 1-4 of ‘::Searching for My Own Body::’ by Yesenia Montilla.) Out of a small cave door, he came forth, and a birth came forth from whence emerged anotherContinue reading “Making My Way Across Counties”
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Goddessed into 2019
Reluctant bridge crawls across from December into January failing to tip me off as the tips of my fingers reach out and hold on s t r e t c h e d whole wholly reluctant full of holes and unretractable. Not forContinue reading “Goddessed into 2019”
Brushed Up
‘Sunflower’ courtesy of Pixabay.com A sunflower life reaching up to the highest point before falling back down again and being painted back up to balance of the tips of a brush. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, January 2019 Inspired by ‘Death to Paint Us’, by J. Michael Martinez.
Christmas Meltdown
‘Sleepy Sitter’ by Jay Cool How ’tis to be – by soft brush swiped with chocolate shades of Christmas; to feel one’s cheeks, once so milk-white, wiped out – by melted orange? Copyright owned by Jay Cool, December 2018 Inspired by the poem ‘False but Beautiful’ by John Rolin Ridge.
Mind the Gap
White-gloved, a flower head beckons and directs me towards the gap. I look and I don’t mind the gap don’t mind being directed, bossed at, waved over, and persuaded by the delicate, by the fragile, by a neck condemned by one sweep of a gentle breeze to follow, to fall-flow, and to bleedContinue reading “Mind the Gap”
