A Wigwam for a Goose's Bridle

poetry

  • honey cakes & home

    Just you, the market, and the crunch of autumn leavesbeneath boots made with love. I never…

  • thinking of you today xx

    She loves in dates and small detailsyou never expected her to remember.She loves in making your…

  • peak gold

    I won’t wish you the best. I’m notbeing bitter. It’s just, in all honesty,I can’t. See,…

  • take another level of exhaustion

    Negotiations are going well. We seemlike reasonable adults with similar priorities — could we not have…

  • Chardonnay

    I sip this feeling, swirlthe novelty over my tongue until there is a faint coatingof joy…

  • Community Standards

    Half joking — we talk about devices listening inas the algorithm advertisessomething we are not even…

  • Happy Birthday

    Remember:Me, seated on the floor, passing upmugs from the cupboard my grandfather built (You always wanted…

  • enchanted

    Enchanted. I failed the wisdom save on multiple occasions, and you, you took advantage of having…

  • minis

    I have to keep reminding myself that you are not your father. In so many ways.…

  • “Write what you can’t say aloud.”

    When crocus breaks through frozen stone, it does not ask if winter’s done. It simply blooms,…

  • ghost notes

    Don’t listen too closely as the voices hush.I am the jarring echo of brittle laughterthat blossomed…

  • Fig Jam

    It is dark and sweet, but not cloying,this taste from childhood that you thought lost,offering echoes…

  • Bloom (for Grigor)

    Poetry in motion begins with the inhale, and you assume the classic position. I alwaysstruggle with…

  • Personal (Maelen’s Song)

    The thread was never broken – only hidden beneaththe weight of fears unspoken, and the cost…

  • For Vaelith, from Dot

    I see you,more clearly than you may ever know. I’ve stoodupon that cliff and felt the…