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by littlefallsmets

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May 01, 2020

jefferson hill

a lone purple flower shooting up in the abandoned lot where someone’s house used to be swaying unsteadily in the breeze but making its stand nonetheless driving home from work in the middle o...


April 30, 2020

ice

that glacial blue no tepid crystal not transparent not see-through no turquoise pastels there are vast depths behind those sparkles there are fathoms of hue not all of them pleasant but a...


April 25, 2020

the logic of a dream

we are given metaphor and story because the truth is too complex too layered and too seemingly paradoxical for a mind to grasp we’re given narratives and cycles to comprehend subconsciousl...


April 25, 2020

requiem for the strident

render unto Caesar’s section his cereals and his salads the material is immaterial it’s only love that’s valid possessions are obsessions you’re owned by what you own compassio...


it’s a pretty ugly world we’re in but it’s not quite ugly enough there’s this thin veneer of beauty there’s a thinner veneer of tough that make us pretend we’re perfect lie worse when the go...


April 22, 2020

my twenties

she could shift from the steel gray of a thunderhead cloud to the bluish-white of a lightning strike in one half of an instant and so could her eyes and it thrilled me and it powered us a...


April 21, 2020

our trespasses

forgive us, gods and goddesses our performative woes and our too-fervent merriments our half-mad experiments our wine and song in hopes of drowning out the rhythm of our fears and our ...


April 20, 2020

it's a long way to apiary

nerdy birds have the prettiest feathers warmed against the biting winter trundle insulated by their charming fact bundles immune to the world’s shifting weathers so very fevered by the dr...


April 18, 2020

I'll never get to know

within the swirl of her complexities she embodies the Hegelian Dialectic of Disney cartoon musical features sugar-sweet Snow White as thesis the wond’rous and terrible queen her equa...


April 09, 2020

the new normal

the new normal is the realization that there never was a normal there never could’ve been a normal there will never a normal for us again and that its for the best the...


April 01, 2020

myth-ing, you

like Snow White if instead her dire step-mother lived with her inside her head hair like half-past-midnight eyes like autumn rain skin like baby powder encapsulates the pain voices r...


April 01, 2020

gone and forgotten

how quickly it’ll all roll back the skies will clear drilling wounds fill in beachside villas wash away the mars selfishly carved into her will be pink shiny newness then in no time at all vanish...


March 31, 2020

equivalent exchange

Erik Weisz double-named after Houdin burnt like a dervish, watch Harry spin jacket unfurled, brass clasps flick you wonder how he turned the trick but you don’t really wanna know no tri...


March 29, 2020

life during wartime

lines, imaginary lines, ancient and meaningless lines, revered and deadly-arbitrary the kind of lines that do divide humanity from itself to make some con-man a few bucks to convince us that ther...


March 24, 2020

cauterize

there’s a fever now inside our heads and a fever burns things away we get a choice if we can burn up unrealistic expectations dreams no longer working attachments helping no one we may have a cha...


March 23, 2020

words failing

the words we use and how we use them manipulate the very world around us but no amount of words no matter how precise could ever define you a conscious mind is a special case a micro realit...


March 23, 2020

precious now

Who you were is not who you are is not who you will be. You are a process in motion, you have been in flux from the first quickening of your heart to your very last breath. It’s okay, you coul...


March 23, 2020

casting calls

As much as I want to rail against superstition and magical thinking, in the end, I realize I’m privileged to be able to think of it this way. For so many marginalized people, myth an...


March 23, 2020

i am what i am

I don’t want to colonize your pain. I don’t want to gentrify your rage. I don’t want to pretend I can sublimate your subjugation into my own experience. I don’t want to lead, don’t want to su...


March 23, 2020

no gods no guillotines

Any freedom won by violence or its threat will be lost, by and by, in a generation or three’s time, no matter how noble the intent. Its history won’t teach your progeny the value of freedom, o...


what glitters, my friend is means to many of an end but there’s no earthly way to spend all of that hard fought and harder won gold if we find ourselves swung from the bottom of the city gall...


March 23, 2020

something is lost

algorithmically curated media denies us processing any idea we do not immediately accept scrolling on your timeline picking up a record needle they are at least trivial barriers to...


March 23, 2020

prayers to jotunheim

come to me my ancient winter sky if you love me still then you will fall thick around them blanketing until spring fevers pass snug inside your breast snow them in a...


March 17, 2020

the queen of retail hell

the woman cuts through all the veils between all of her worlds slides, sways between them between the expectations life has thrust upon her she shimmies and sh...


March 04, 2020

the middle path

revolution or Revelation they’ve trained you to love that apocalyptic taste sensation because your addiction to that elating conflating intoxication is paradoxically their best tool ...


Book Description

these are first-drafts of my newer poems.
some of them will be great, some will be awful.
most will be okay.