Category Archives: Poems

in the waiting (poem)

the discovery happensin the waiting years pass (merely minutes)i trudge along looking for distractions there is an unveiling of sortsin the waiting, in the weighting… frustration, overwhelm, confusionimpatience, disappointment, worryraw, restless memories of soggy oatmealpushing up my throat a strange aftertaste lingers in my mouthwhen the urge has passed,when it’s okay to unbuckle it tastesContinue reading “in the waiting (poem)”

trade offs (poem)

i can feel iti can absolutely feel iti am not full, i am becoming fat my stomach toppling over my waistmy thighs knocking togethermy upper arms jiggling against my sides the end of the world falling on top of me!as my appetite for foodreminds me that i’m human —but how could i still be human?!?afterContinue reading “trade offs (poem)”

i am the wind (poem)

i feel trapped by recoveryknowing what i know nowand cannot un-know i have decisions to make every daysome that look back at me in black and whiteand others that settle into the shadows of gray it’s the space in between where the urges pausethat make my back itchand my scalp molt it’s like sitting onContinue reading “i am the wind (poem)”

sit it out (poem)

it bubbles up like soda popor the back of a book coverwaiting to pop my frustration crawls along the wallsleaving dirty fingernail marksagainst the cream tinted paint and nothing bad is happeningjust the normal parts of life but when i add them to a tragic equationthe bell gets rungand my eardrums bleedand i cannot hearContinue reading “sit it out (poem)”

sticky strawberry juice (poem)

it’s franticand i am, too sticky strawberry juicewraps around the corners of my bowlleft over from children’s meal time it bothers meas i sit down and try to rest my handsup on the tabletrying to be mindful, thoughtful but eating descends quickly into shovelingtasted in only tiny bitshere and there i worry i will neverContinue reading “sticky strawberry juice (poem)”

the landing place (poem)

maybe we have to becomecompletely unlike ourselves first let the air between our joints blow uplike a bubblepushing the body away from itself then see how it comes back togetheror doesn’t the landing place could be miles and milesaway from where we startedor we could end up next door there are so many hills toContinue reading “the landing place (poem)”

it happened slowly (poem)

i dont know how it happenedbut of course i know how it happened it happened slowlylike pulling a toothlike preparing souplike glasses slipping down your nose and now i am journeying backwardsunraveling a ball of string that knows no other form and all of these new road signs look funnyeven though i have passed themaContinue reading “it happened slowly (poem)”