imposter
run like you always do
Tag: writing
scar tissue
step out the door
halfway around the world
they paint the ground in red
it’s in their teeth
dripping down your arms and legs Continue reading “scar tissue”
lost and found
Stolen texts and old graphics,
lost in a derelict archive
collecting lives and dust. Continue reading “lost and found”
Reboot
Hey. So I haven’t made a blog post in a hot minute. It’s been about six months now and this break was originally only supposed to be a month, two tops. I was doing a sprint or whatever to finish my novel. And I did it. I finished it. I’m still editing but I finished the first draft and I was pumped about that— still am. I’m very happy with it and where it’s going. Continue reading “Reboot”
When We Were Done Dying
The website said experimental.
Electronic, pop, psychedelic.
The venue, however? Rows of seats,
still too crowded for your average asthmatic. Continue reading “When We Were Done Dying”
Wedding Trip
Hey gang. I usually write a poem for these dreams but this one was so vivid and I was just so alert when I woke up that… I dunno, it felt better staying in prose than verse. This is a little longer than my typical flash fiction but let’s just call it that? But it’s […]
How the Coronavirus Saved My Relationship With My Mother
If your daily droll resembles mine in the slightest, I’m sure it’s sixty percent coronavirus discussion, thirty percent anxiety, and ten percent trying to go on living your normal life before all this. Now, if the above percentage wasn’t indication enough, I’m absolutely certain you don’t want to hear me spout on about how everything […]
Enough is Never Enough
What are we doing here
fighting over things we don’t want,
things we don’t care about? Continue reading “Enough is Never Enough”
Vegvísir
By that shoal swam
myth and majesty,
each with a face,
blurry still with
the tide settling. Continue reading “Vegvísir”
mack rogers writes 