Disco Disconnect
Swaying, jiving, stepping to the pulsations We let the music decide where our body goes next, Captive to the basement bops To an outsider we are happy, delighting in an adolescent glow, But in the off moment, a crack appears, A stony look, a pursed mouth, a clenched fist. Here and there we forget to be here and now Because lurking just beyond this disco room, We remember our other self. The self that aches for a missing sister, Her absence a chasm, a vacuum, a hellish pain. She was shot you s...
Disco Disconnect
Swaying, jiving, stepping to the pulsations We let the music decide where our body goes next, Captive to the basement bops To an outsider we are happy, delighting in an adolescent glow, But in the off moment, a crack appears, A stony look, a pursed mouth, a clenched fist. Here and there we forget to be here and now Because lurking just beyond this disco room, We remember our other self. The self that aches for a missing sister, Her absence a chasm, a vacuum, a hellish pain. She was shot you s...
Excerpts pt. 1
Excerpts pt. 1
Much Ado
Tumblr was the hub for angsty teens of my era. A venue for pouring your heart out, no matter how fumbling. Now, as a tempestuous twenty-something, the feelings remain but the platform has changed. Without further ado, a poem: “Hey stranger,” I enthuse into the phone, willing each syllable to sound relaxed and casual, no matter the racing heartbeat. I’m ten minutes from seeing a man, a very particular man. Fifteen months prior, he left his indelible mark. So, when shortly thereafter I pull my ...
Much Ado
Tumblr was the hub for angsty teens of my era. A venue for pouring your heart out, no matter how fumbling. Now, as a tempestuous twenty-something, the feelings remain but the platform has changed. Without further ado, a poem: “Hey stranger,” I enthuse into the phone, willing each syllable to sound relaxed and casual, no matter the racing heartbeat. I’m ten minutes from seeing a man, a very particular man. Fifteen months prior, he left his indelible mark. So, when shortly thereafter I pull my ...
Foray
Careening into web3, lacking grace and know-how, compensating with enthusiasm.
Foray
Careening into web3, lacking grace and know-how, compensating with enthusiasm.
