Poetry

CHASING STORIES

CHASING STORIES

From one book to another, I wander restless. Sifting through words Stretching my bones over fables. Resting sometimes Fleeing some times. Gazing in wonder at ripples on glassy surfaces Savouring the surprises. Thirsty always. Drinking deeply from cool crystal pools Of your story And yours…

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FOR S

FOR S

Sometimes i think of you And trace your name in the air Lifting each letter Watching them stay, not letting them fade. summoning you over and over again. There is everything in the memory of you. Yet most days. Most, most days, When i glance…

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SANCTUARY

SANCTUARY

In the lexicon of my mind Safety is my wordstock It’s part of my coding. One day at a time One day at a time. Unharmed impregnable safe safe safe. These are the repositories, coffers, vaults i get behind. When i string words in my…

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THIS MOON, THIS MOON

THIS MOON, THIS MOON

The moon is whole You know it And i do too But if you choose to see it For the shape it shows Beneath a shadow That should do too That should do too The moon is scarred You know it And i do too…

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WHOLE

WHOLE

When we are done with all this With the tatters After I pick the pieces Or if I grow new skin, fingers, heart, stomach Do you think i will walk whole? Because I want to walk whole. And When I’m walking whole Please see that…

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YOU AND I

YOU AND I

You and I, for a year We’ve been circling each other Drawn by attraction. Fascinated by the broken constellation we have become But what is attraction before fear? Repelled by memories of love And the knowing that Resolute, perfect, lifelong-lifelong-guaranteed love Can break. Can be…

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I HAVE NO POETRY FOR YOU

I HAVE NO POETRY FOR YOU

I don’t know why i don’t have much to say to you. Perhaps its because you walk lightly. Or at least i think you do. And it can’t be anything I’ve given to you. Your mother is a stumbler. • You are my belly laugh….

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My Happiness Things

My Happiness Things

The drama of a storm. Lava-sky sunrises. Coming home to a tidy room; Clean, creasless bedsheets. The curling eyelashes of sleeping children; the fragrance of a baby head. A brush of lips on my head when I’m working (The nothing-is-needed-I-just-remembered-how-much-you-make-me-happy-walla-peck). Mornings. The cool hush of…

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TELL ME

TELL ME

Can you tell me who you are? Can you tell me your name? Can I tell you who I am? Can I re-spell maisha sans refrain? Tell me, can we start again? Do you know the things you’ve done for me Are things you don’t…

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The Clothes Flutter Dry

The Clothes Flutter Dry

When I woke up, I was still holding your face in my hands The bristles of your beard scraped the skin of my palm But you are not there.   I wish relationships were like clothes We could soak the stains in Ala And Surf,…

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