Sitting on the dock, plastic bags look like jellyfish underwater. There’s a piano buried in sand behind the thrift store. The guys at the candy shop do drugs in a backroom.
Love the collage too! Read @ggriffiss in @SinkingCity!
“You take plane flights to untangle yourself. I pull hair from the shower drain.”
Oof. I read this poem from top to bottom and then from bottom to top. The multi-talented @ggriffiss in @SinkingCity
my poem "sun drunk" out now in this issue of @SinkingCity. a lot of cool poems and other pieces in it as well from what i've read so far... and it's free!
https://t.co/Xm5jbV7ifq
I’ll miss my friend Maureen so very much. To me, it always felt like she brought poetry and lightness and a gentle spirit with her all the time. If you don’t know her work, just choose one of her many, many books and get started, and you’ll see what I mean. 💔
honored to have my poem “quiet” in the latest issue of @SinkingCity - with gratitude to @megan_ritchie and the whole wonderful team!
https://t.co/5whQ19HPSi