For Lucy, and for the turning of the soil. "In Absence of" - Recorded 9/21/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them …and just like that, the glorious pink and purple flourishes fade,as "sunset" becomes greyscale clouds on an ever-darker horizon. We walk next door,to the supermarket that smells of bleach, medicine, and … Continue reading In Absence of
"Wherever You Are" - Recorded 3/11/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them 5,6,And7.Earth,Sky,AndHeaven.Between the 3,I think I'd like to beWherever you are,Where I can be with you,Where you can be with me,Whatever that might mean.
Originally published March 16, 2018. Audio and thematic drawing added 1/31/2021. "Even Evil" - Recorded 1/31/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety at https://objectsanddistance.com/2018/03/16/even-evil/ I know you have seen themIn the cornersOf empty roomsIn the stillness that comesJust … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Even Evil”
Originally published March 8, 2018. "Limbo Is" - Recorded 1/24/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety at https://objectsanddistance.com/2018/03/08/limbo-is/ Special note: This poem was inspired by a post on the blog "Sara in Lalaland": https://sarainlalaland.com/2017/09/10/living-in-limbo/ Limbo isA word I … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Limbo Is”
Today, I was nominated for a Liebster award by fellow blogger, Sonali, of the blog Just Me (https://justmecompany.wordpress.com/) Thank you very much to Sonali. Below is my response to this nomination. About Sonali and Just Me According to Sonali's About Me (https://justmecompany.wordpress.com/about-me/): Hello beautiful people, I’m Sonali, the author of Just me. I’m an 18 year old from … Continue reading 2020 Liebster Nomination (Sonali)
There is a soul sickness in the church. I can smell it on them As they stumble in to the American Legion on Burma Ave And proceed to verbally and emotionally abuse the serving staff Then retreat to their huddled circles To debate whether their all-encompassing love Could ever be extended to those whose values … Continue reading On a Sunday Morning in October
This is Not a poem, At least not As you are used to, But I Have been quiet; It is not for lack of love, As I have missed you dearly, I simply had Nothing to say. I finally have Something to say.
I know you have seen them In the corners Of empty rooms In the stillness that comes Just after the calm Watching Listening Waiting They live Within us as well Demons Vices Afflictions A culmination Of poor decisions and circumstance Evil Defined by opposition To that which we call Good We cast out And punish … Continue reading Even Evil
Special note: This poem was inspired by a post on the blog "Sara in Lalaland": https://sarainlalaland.com/2017/09/10/living-in-limbo/ Limbo is A word I have known For a very long time And have applied Projected On my life Many Many times Without really understanding Why Limbo is Literally (As much as that applies For such a concept) A … Continue reading Limbo Is