On my Mom’s dying

Words

Upon Realizing I am a Circus Bear

wow i am a circus bear i am big and formed in the wilderness of my own cognitive dissonance i was once wading in the torrent of...

Waiting for Spring

Crows and snow a tethered world monochromatic static, white noise of sight like floaters, skittery images through flakes the size of quarters, and feathered balls of birds sitting it out on sugared...

When I Was

When I was a rock     I knew patience     and slowly,     my sharp edges     became smooth While tree     I knew squirrels,    ...

Two Minutes to Midnight

Under the super-blue-blood-moon      the truth eclipsed, Two minutes left to love you ( time enough, perhaps, to contemplate  ,  why .. Just footsteps in to...

Fisherman with a Beer

fisherman with a beer smoking a cigarette listening to Nirvana scaring all the birds fisherman with a beer smoking a cigarette listening to Nirvana scaring all the birders fisherman with a beer smoking...

Gleti, After Al-Gharra

I am the siren that beached mariners everywhere, the daughter of waves and of memory. - The one who coaxed Samson out of his power. The last...

Know less, wonder more

I’ve always had a hard time expressing myself,” says poet Andrea Gibson. It’s hard to believe, especially since Gibson has made a career doing just...

(We must learn to tell) stories

...TELL. STORIES. The art to propel The electric current Shooting off the table. The fork extending from the carcass, The fork sticking out of the socket Buzzing with a potential...

The Ins and Outs of Planetary Relocation

I tie the solar system around your wrist to remind you why Days are longer here. Moon-dipped mapmakers, stellar shelter-seekers, we follow cosmic river shadows through the red valleys...

Dirty Work

Eleanor’s childhood was still standing at the corner of Maple and Eighth. It had always been, seemed like it always would be. When she...

December 31st, America

Get dressed to go shopping to buy more Things to wear to get dressed to go shopping For more things on sale to wear only once Before...

Poetry by Dash Codiga

Renga: The first snowflake falls Bushes wear cozy white hats Winter has arrived. Remember Autumn’s warm breeze, I’d love to go back there, please. Haiku: Black wind breaks the sky; Fiery breath...
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