Lonely is an open wound It never bleeds, never gets infected And on its own never heals It’s an invisible hole in your chest Exposing your heart to the worlds arctic air Cold burns your heart so you wear protection Headphones at the store Phone screens at parties Longer routes to avoid co-workers Read text […]
I hope you enjoy this sweet piece from Braeden Michaels as much as I did… -swoon- I’ve been in love with the nectar and the sour drippings of you I’ve been captured by the glaze of your caress I’ve been in awe by the comfort and the shivers of your embrace I’ve been enamored by […]
Maybe I really just want attention Book tours and readings across the nation Adoring fans interpreting my words Applause filled rooms and fans by the herds Simon and Schuster publishing contracts Volumes of acclaimed books with money stacks Maybe even a reading on the tonight show The audience moved to emotion in their rows Academics […]
I hope you’ll consider reading TJ’s review and thoughts on my most recent book, Four. I am honored my book has found a place in her library. Much love and light, ~tara I recently purchased a copy of Tara Caribou’s latest poetry collection, four. This collection is built around the concept of the number four […]
i drove to my father’s house in Massachusetts. a group of us made a large dump run for my step-mother. we even pulled the old pool table out from the basement. i held onto one end as a neighbor cut it in half so we could fit it into the trailer i felt a bit […]
Cast the alabaster referendum Spike the juice, transfix the vanishing liquid Zoom the screenshots, taste the lip gloss Scratch the two percent surface Know nothing, keep the pulse on the dial Seek optimism with self entitlement Wrap your vertebrae around your cell phone Dye the color of mass destruction No dissection, analysis, or an ounce […]
I woke up in the middle of the night as sick as a dog. Wait. My dog never got this sick. Henry, my Golden, had the constitution of an ox and the compassion of a Mystic, so he followed me from the bedroom as I raced to the bathroom. I don’t remember what happened next, […]
or trying to,at least i’m working on two different projects which has me working on stories everyday so, yay! but no worries i am still journaling but … i’m nanowrimo-ing CHECK OUT EMJE’s BLOG FOR MORE!
I hope you’ll click through to The Mad Puppeteer’s blog and give a listen to his interview on Megha Upadhyaya’s podcast, “It’s Never Too Late”. Robert and Megha had a great conversation about art, poetry, social media, and how Robert got into writing. Greetings, my friends! I hope you all are well. Recently, I was […]
You, me — or whoever else Could pour their hearts out on paper, Tears trickling, dripping, merging with the ink — Mixing, forming depictions closely resembling, An impromptu Rorschach test. And when we think we’ve said all we can With no inhibitions. We look around us and see That no one cares — Hell, no […]
