stopped in olympia late
afternoon tank of gas bottoming out
rusty dome of the capital
crested the tree line
the road climbed then descended
to a main drag of weathered storefronts
early not late model
memories
we fell a little in love
#katyamills
stopped in olympia late
afternoon tank of gas bottoming out
rusty dome of the capital
crested the tree line
the road climbed then descended
to a main drag of weathered storefronts
early not late model
memories
we fell a little in love
#katyamills
all the gods
descending from the sky
live as vagabonds
cutting bs with a blade
tangential 2 the skin
carve they names
from the outside
in #katyamills
blood in the urine they
thought they may
die 1.4 liters kombucha
to kill a uti. how come death
did not sound so terrible
anymore?
#katyamills
submerged in vodka fallen
ona plastic sword
driven
miasma of garlic
and capers they
brokered a deal for
sanity
all the
colored lights whirling
around this fishbowl
carnival some called
life
#katyamills
the birds gave up
stopped singing they
mulled about their nests
feathered up and tucked
in. lost in a doomscroll
from hell my phone
was chirping about
something i friendless
tuned out
#katyamills
i was stretching my wrist out
twirling the cat on the sushi roll
round and round and round
a random day off. the work
was slowly killing me one screen
at a time. you told me when
you closed your eyes and listened
to me typing you thought of all the
crazy shit must be going through
my mind #katyamills
life will always be a tragedy will
always be a comedy. may it be the most dramatic
breathless thing you've ever known
and go down fighting
#katyamills
the book nobody read lived in a cell inside they head
the defense for freedom argued nobody will be harmed
but the words got in the way #katyamills
a murder of crows landed
in the birch south of the second
story window. we crouched
like tigers aperture wide with
teeth. i'm dead
#katyamills
in between dreams i had gone for a pee
then fell back under
my arm wrapped around you
palm pressed into your belly
white
i found myself again lost in cityscapes
only this time your
cat eyes beside me softened
the searching
rain
#katyamills
without you
we keep writing
on a spare wheel empty tank
stormy night without a windshield
broken headlight
no spare change in enemy
territory
#katyamills
how i fight
the urge to overspend
depositing myself in retail
paradise how very
unremarkable
#katyamills
dawn
coffee and
classical music
i must be thoughtless
dreaming
for worlds come
into view
on the roughest days they
turned up the radio
hoping joie de vivre might
rub off. the no knock warrants of mood
and memory
how lucky
to be alive
#katyamills
long days on the beach
picking fights with invertebrates
up and down like a sandpiper
marking the shoreline
erased by the tides
#katyamills
out from under
hundreds of miles of cassette tape
and wires. useless and bound by
an ethos of noninclusivity they
patched it together they
sang they own wobbly
song til someone
came around
#katyamills
composing worlds in solitude
what a way of seeing something missing
bringing into being what
you seeing
they can go there
all who belong
#katyamills
beholden to the union jack they
cried the prince is dead!
nobody could recall the day
a child was born with a royal
stake. the screenagers in great piety
dropped phones and made a vape tornado
to celebrate the deceased
the end of life leased
#katyamills
in the wake of the British exit
and covid lockdown Belfast began to immolate
rocks and petrol bombs the
working class weapons
a few hundred years
ago we dumped their tea in protest
of tariffs we could not get the redcoats to
to leave
#katyamills
mineral green her eyes
the color of the river
Nile. over middle earth
to the sea she moved
the world in sultry
malachite
#katyamills
we got free phones free
shots in the arms waiting
in lines. we got sun rays we got fools
days without showers we
got flowers #katyamills
#katyamills
solitary horn opens the cathedral
8am. stained glass dove etched
in the dome. weary-eyed bishop
golden marked robes. you can't have
communion if you ain't a saint and
who wants to be anyway
#katyamills
known more
4 the absence of faith
than faith
they followed a feeling
bought a taco
4 a hungry
kid
#katyamills
grew up white ina world
where nobody hurt you like
you hurt yourself where if you
got any color and spirit you
got beat down now how can it be
any wonder in the world
today white is unpopular
distrusted despised?
#katyamills
laserfiching with blueprints
they mapped out grand plans
thanking all gods
they was trans