Stop yelling at me. I’m not some dead sea. I’m the foam rising to meet Your feet at the shoreline.
Author Archives: recklessloomis
Inherent
I am woman. I am Earth. From lava I was born, to lava I’ll return. And when the black ocean stops me hard in my tracks I’ll carve out a home as my island expands. The ocean and I, we become best friends. As no one can halt that which never ends. Progress, growth, they’reContinue reading “Inherent”
Summer’s End
September greets me with intricate webs Woven diagonally from the gutter to the porch rail. Last night, silken spellcasters launched A veil of protection over my home To catch the summer’s last mosquitos for breakfast. Eating my breakfast, I gaze into the morning fog, Wondering if I had eight magic hands, what would I catch?Continue reading “Summer’s End”
Parasitophilia
Someone kept stealing his bicycles, So he covets things that take. Like the men who robbed him once On a dark Ohio street, And the chaga growing maliciously On the innocent white oak. Actually, I liked it When he latched on my clit and gorged. Daddy issues beget caterpillars And cordyceps the same.
Gunslinger
“Don’t go in guns a-blazing” Good advice. But it’s in my nature To shoot first and ask questions during The cigarette hour. Bitter ashes. But at least they’re mine. I’ll take my happiness With a side of burnt lungs And bullet shells.
The Dog Dies
“I trust you” Decadent words. Like food offered, gently To an oft-beaten dog. I am wary. Yet, I long to be someone who trusts. Who bounds toward others full speed. Thoughtless. Tail wagging and eyes open wide. So I trust you, too. I trust you Until struck between the eyes. I’ll love you like OldContinue reading “The Dog Dies”