"Dirt, Leaves." - Recorded 2/28/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them We are dirt, leaves. Niche teeth, like bamboo. All grains are "ancient grains". On the hill, with her feet in the mud, her tears were your tears, blood running down her cheek as the sky grew dark. There was a time … Continue reading Dirt, Leaves.
"That i Am Not" - Recorded 2/24/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them On a Saturday, seated.i am watching the others, and they are dancing.They move with grace across the shining wood, and in the mirrors lining the room i see them.i am seated, trying my best not to crack and spill. … Continue reading That i Am Not
"Something like the sun (2_22_22) " - Recorded 2-22-2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them In the depth of a welcome breast,crying out,open heart like lungs,mouth,to draw you in;it's been so hard to breathe, lately. Baby, Iplace on open palm, pressed,yet not in lock / step,give to take, seldom best. It was … Continue reading Something like the sun (2_22_22)
I have been told I am like a bird, collecting stones and shiny objects for those I love. I wonder... is there someone, or something, with a penchant to do the same with lives? "glimmer" - Recorded 9/9/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them no resentment towards the sunfor the shadows castrathergratitude … Continue reading glimmer
Hello readers, First and foremost, I just want to take a moment to thank those of you who have continued to read, to like, to comment, to support me, especially in the past several months. I really, really appreciate you, each and every one of you. I know I haven't been very active in the … Continue reading Author Update March 2021
Happy World Poetry Day, everyone. "When It Rains" - Recorded 3/21/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them When it rains,I can smell it in my heart,Aching now,The end of an era. The music is loud in the car stereo;It does not matter the song,The noise is soothing,Anything to drown out the silence. … Continue reading When It Rains
"With Dreams" - Recorded 3/16/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them On a run… a jog… a walk…(More the latter than I care to admit)Through the East Side,Saint Paul, Minnesota. I seeRusted-out autos from garage to sidewalk;Their humble, hollow half-life draws my attention fromThe Earth,The Sky,And everything else that lies between,If only … Continue reading With Dreams
Originally published April 15, 2018, this piece spoke to my perceived worth and social/emotional isolation, a result of many years of repression of trauma and self, and then way it affected and was affected by my relationships with others. It is very meaningful to me to look back at how far I have come from … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Assumed Unwanted”
"Frame" - Recorded 2/10/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them feel waves crashebb now flowto wash through onbruise toe thegilded grains gotides changeslowblue dew movestoothat moon thono sun stillglow watch mewatch the skywe ican'tstandand shiverwait towither;no,bloom withnew teethgold likehalowreathwrapped likeleafnot to fade assand beneathfeetout of frame notout of reach
"It Feeds on Tears" - Recorded 2/1/2021 It feeds on tears. those empty eyes, andsallow skin,too smooth to trust,cheeks in permanent "blush"(ashamed by unquenchable lust?!)red and bloated as corpse,tilted smile justbecause it must;the embrace it seeks,to draw you in,more a spider's web thanarms of a friend. It feeds on tears.