I START OUT plumpa pearthick skinned and hardly ripe but then with each hourthe skinis worn inand my love is worn down I rattle with bonesI open my mouthand it rings like an unkept bell First too softand thentoo loud SARAH currently lives and works in Edmonds, Washington. She would describe herself as painfully shy…
I go about my days as I would have done them as if nothing was promised as if nothing would change I’d hate to disrupt the peace of things that would not have me back I’d hate to be given what is not suited for me …
I go out into the morning, I try not to tune the feeling too much. If I can make one line that is true, it is enough. Just before I had spent hours trying to be important and what a waste it was. My work looking up in state of permission asking, “Is it good enough…
When the day has hit me hardWhen disappointment spreads itselfwith wrinkles on my foreheadbaring roots into my heart I search for your face I want to rememberwhat it felt liketo be the bud of your aweTo feel the shining tendernessof your affectionwhile I did nothing special at all SARAH currently lives and works in Edmonds,…
How did I watch Her soft hands pull his stiff body closeto dress his purple skin Still cold from the hospital fridge How did I watch Her face split with horrorwhen she realized his armswould not bend Not even For his mother SARAH currently lives and works in Edmonds, Washington. She would describe herself as painfully shy by nature…
After I broke the vaseAnd the candle in it too My sister said,“This isn’t like you.” But isn’t it?Isn’t this me too?This unpleasant sideThat grabs for any object it can throw. Isn’t this me too?Furious.Shattering my lungsWith high-pitched screams And shallow hums. Isn’t this me too?The broken glass on the carpet that…
Kindred 