flammable
my passion a hoard of tinder craving a smoldering other, ignite my ember consume me to a tender-joyful-beautiful-surrender, your lovely being searing …
Category Archives: onomatapoeia (nmpt)
a love letter to nobody in particular– (Read: ‘Vous m’avez brisé le coeur, le bijou de ma vie.’)
maybe it’s the squiggle in your hips when you stretch and mew in my warm bed before you’ve actually woken …
adjective noun verb
What a life. It’s so expletive adjective, with all these expletive nouns; I can’t seem to verb adjective no matter …
Tricks and Trade Secrets
Tricks and Trade Secrets by Zac Oberg I moved to the high school that I graduated from halfway through junior …
this is my truth
How do you help those who do not ask for help? the stagnant stench of well wishes left out to …
State of the Kitchen Address
We arrive at the crossroads of order and chaos on this hallowed December day. Porcelain plates stacked high, silver spoons all …
The Videogame that Saved my Life
Three friends on my giddy ride home from practice. Seven cars in my driveway and twelve relatives they belong to. …
Lions, Tigers, and Bears
walking alone [Brisk Bold Brash – oh my] roasting in a long sleeve flannel [Eggshell Knuckle – oh my] my …
The Wolf Boy
Hello, how do you do? Have we met? My name’s Pandora. My name’s Schrödinger. My name’s Pavel, Einstein, Stalin and …
the end all be all
honey bee devouring honey asparagus sprouting after two years on time shearing a black sheep bald “how many licks does …
G-d and his g-d d-mn l-m-ns
Icy and golden, I dare not taste that sour liquid for fear of the skin-to-skin contact that makes me humble, …
ignite
An ostrich ate my heart out on a Sunday afternoon. A judge deemed that ostrich a martyr. Opening the iron …
my riposte to a genius
A friend of mine, a poet and genius, asked me a question the other day: “What do you want to …
Poetrank /ˈpōəˈtrangk/
Father Time married Mother Nature this month, nearly eighty years ago. Before that, they were engaged for thirteen years. Five …
Tomorrow is another day
Have you ever stepped in a puddle? Just been walking along, minding your own business, when you find your foot …
sanskrit breaths
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder — what about blind people? Stick figures must have the worst porn. …
halfway liking you, object stowaway.
A vase inhabited by a ghost that pinches you occasionally when you forget to water your plants. A mirror housing …
obsessive
I have an obsession with non sequitur. There. I said it. Whew. Now I can go on with my life, …
Aside #182
Don’t tell me some divine isn’t out there watching over us, listening to every single thing every single person (7.075 …
caterpillar monologue
The leaf I’m on is fragile, green, iridescent to any other eye but mine. I mistake my foot for a bike …
swimming in the stream of consciousness
I’m not crazy I swear, said the author. I’m just ex-pear-i-menting. “Pigeons pigeonholed in their pigeonholes?” I said, my pig …
definition of nonsense
Daisy chain whipping field, strawberry sweet and green birthing stark against brick red strength. Arbor are bore, oak wood in …
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