“Over my dead body,” you said But for years now your body’s been deadYour lips and your hips and your hands They don’t work like they used to “I’m sorry, I don’t love you no more”“The kids know, the rings in the drawer”A slap, then a laugh, then the wrath Then the sarcastic thank you’sContinue reading “Over My Dead Body”
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Little One
Little one, the morning sun Is breaking through those heavy clouds Little one, is that where you’re from?Why did you choose us, why did you choose now? Little one, there’s no practice runFor showing you the ropes Little one, you’ll crawl, walk, then run Tripping on those ticking tropes Together We will measureWistful whims andContinue reading “Little One”
Somewhere
SomewhereThe swing set creeksA ghost or a breeze?Blind bats whisper up above And the woodsBreathe with lifeWatch passersbySurrender their worries to its love Hurricane Floods the streetsThe world bleedsLife seeps into the gutters Where children swimCatch butterfliesChase fireflies‘Till morning cracks the shutters To a world Where bandaids failWhere pain prevails We search and we search for that place Continue reading “Somewhere”
Shibboleth
Every evening—same thingTire swing, earphones inHalfhearted scrolling Thinking bout something.. Something like a getaway Magic trick, great escapeOpen sunroof, freewayHollywood escapade Or maybe the oppositeBlending in, perfect fit Cozy clique, tight-nitSleepover gossip Never say the right thing On the outside looking inWrong wavelength, bad wiringToo quiet, desperate, too everything Yesterday you overheardGirls studying a vocabContinue reading “Shibboleth”
To Be Young/To Be Skilled
My spark is dyingI can feel the passion dryingI’ve grown weary of the pryingInto matters that make no difference to my life What happened to the yearning?When my soul was always burningMy mind constatly churning outIdeas that I fashioned into gold All the stories left untoldAll the songs left unsungWhat is was to be youngContinue reading “To Be Young/To Be Skilled”
Jeremy Koloski 