Testify! – A Collaboration

Elephants in the arena, drowning out the stories as we all hear them, stomping on the flowerbed scenery they've built around your garden of rot, and without a second thought, sold the world a wilting centerpiece (Nicholas Gagnier) I And His Daughter Prayed for Her She didn’t really know why She prayed she’d not meet …

Fall of the Fallen – Aurora Phoenix

I crunch on the swath of crisp cool air that cuts chilled and invigorating through the swamp of my despair.   dust of leaves coat my tongue as I masticate crow pie long past it’s sell-by date   I spit   breathe the oak floating reminders   humid cling of miasma is not the haven …

Under Construction – Aurora Phoenix

I built them myself these walls that circumscribe me \hem my hagridden heart\ ‘round me safe and alone bricked with mortal mortar \angst echo chamber\ impervious to pounding pestle. fingertips mangle in the raucous clawing to breach a bloody gap.   I just wish I hadn’t scrawled such grotesque graffiti

Chaos 101- Aurora Phoenix

the carpet writhes underfoot teeming with the detritus of a thousand lurking cocooned selves. what say you gritted, behind furred teeth in the soiled stomp of a footless sock? do you revel in my eye roll as befits your snakebelly stature? I read the note you left me scrawled in wet mayhem \and you giggle …

Leaf of Heavens’ Leavings – Aurora Phoenix

I dream of a leaf in vein a tree of fitful leavings the veins plumb blue black with the claret of my desires. the legacy of leavings drops \sanguine crusted\ strewn careless aground. in the smoted eye of a rabid fawn I glimpse the future as we conspire.   despite the tea leaved clouds we …

Think Again – Aurora Phoenix

so you want to poach me turn my guts runny on the burn of your well blown hot air crack my shell and drizzle my acquiescence over the callous crusts of your self-satisfaction? I decline, sir your nauseating offer despite mottled past I exude no sulfurous odors and my shell is impervious to narcissistic fumblings …

Inhumed – Aurora Phoenix

that t there yep, I crossed it those i’s all duly dotted sticky notes paper my desk reminders scrawled in inks of many colors attention grabbing hues I list like a realtor of to-dos my calendar chimes who what where and when. I have a head for details the memory of an elephant and keep …

Forward Ho!

it is rather herding cats this marshalling of my forces from among their separate spinning manic super collider orbits where meltdowns \dripping uranium (or wax)\ feel the lesser mount. they scratch and hiss these feral festerings of the past shabby black- tabby pets of my much touted witchery. I have no bags in which to …

Fevered- Aurora Phoenix

it is a cat-scratch in the arch of my tenderfoot this swelling, welling in my soul back arched and forehead burning I hiss at the brush of your outstretched paw. hairs upended and mewling black yesterdays slink under ladders splattered in the shabby patina of abandoned masterpieces. steeped in antiquated ammonia vintage carpets curl in …

Trees in Winter, Siberia- Aurora Phoenix

(This piece was prompted by today's NaPoWriMo prompt, using Adrienne Rich's "What Kind of Times Are These" as my inspiration)   in winter, trees are stark naked, like my truths when they creak and groan in the howling wind your ears prick up, fixated and keen living under them, as you do.   I know …