Biscuits and gravy! I wasn’t much of a cook, but I had a family to feed, so I learned the scientific formula to create magic from flour and fat and leavening, from flour and fat and milk. I experimented to find more perfect formulas, and…
Category: Half Marathon Poem
Metamorphosis
The caterpillar does not know good from evil, Or life from death The caterpillar simply lives; Takes the day by its dawn And keeps going until the setting sun lulls him to sleep He knows that there is something else inside of him, Something yet…
HELP
Everything is closing in. I live in a castle, with gargantuan rooms And regal tapestries But, I’m feeling more like Rapunzel- Trapped in a tower In this state, I have no power The more I perspire, the smaller things become. I am trapped Everything is…
I attribute [5]
I attribute this nonsense to the cat walking across the keys She made a salad of letters as good as anything else I wrote on purpose I saw Hemingway’s house from a distance; We craned our necks to see the doorway to the foyer where…
Entry 6 Half-Marathon 20.00 EU time — A Stroll
. I watched a snail today crawling on the garden path, facing only forward, looking neither left nor right. It had a purpose, its armoured house heavy, its head bent and focused as it inched its way forward towards the lettuce,…
How can you see what isn’t there? [6 – #lockedout]
My roommate arrived one day frantic locked out of her car and couldn’t be late for work again so I gave her the keys to my own car. I went for a walk across town and found her car, keys dangling from the ignition and the window rolled…
Snow Globe
it’s always cold inside these glass walls the same scenery and no warmth earthquakes shake me up every now and then no place to go nowhere to hide though I have been waiting all this time, it’s been the same silence and the cold it’s…
Small, Smaller, Smallest
You left me here closed from the world from my family from any sort of a friend. My world grows small smaller smallest each passing hour each passing minute into moment as I feel my head grow small around my brain tight, tighter, tightest as…
Prophecy
At the end of days as twilight dims hope we will rise into love infused with authenticity and the knowing of infinite possibilities as twilight becomes the dawn.
The Bathroom (Hour 6)
One cat is on the toilet, The other cat is in the sink. The dog whines wanting to play. The floor is hard. The toilet bowl is cold. The odor from the litter box permeates the room. The storm rages outside. We wait. The warning…