Supernova Spectacle By Kasy Long
The spaceship points toward the stars—
allowing the yellow rays of light to welcome
friends of the vast black space.
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The spaceship points toward the stars—
allowing the yellow rays of light to welcome
friends of the vast black space.
It was a dream in which people could see the future
and were happy knowing what was in store,
good weather, hard times, beautiful lovers, all life
to come —-
Posted by admin | Jun 29, 2017 | Non-Fiction | 0 |
To know what we want is easy. The things we are supposed to desire are thrown in our faces all the time: happiness, prosperity, companionship. But to know what we don’t want takes a special ability to see ourselves clearly.
Read MoreStand and hold your breath for me
I’ve asked and you have done it
No favor has this earnest game
No greater will before you
Only I will say your name
and hold you in your glory
It is raining.
The sink is full of dirty dishes but I’m cooking anyway
a blue colander balances on chipped teacups.
I am singing
a song we used to know
Posted by admin | Feb 6, 2017 | Non-Fiction | 0 |
My dog, Zoey, and I followed the cobblestone path to my chair; where I sat down to survey what needed to be done in the garden.
Read MoreI join my father in the dining room.
I look around at the other residents who
are bobbing their heads up and down up and down,
gently nickering into their Jell-O
They burned silently and quickly
at the base of my friends’ houses,
quietly licking at foundations.
I rise with the ghouls.
It is a time when The Dark is at her
Oldest and her shadows are at their youngest.
Rampant ramblings
subtly stumble,
persistently pouring out
through lying lips.
perhaps it’s time to slam phones off hooks,
a ringer for a dime