The Come Back
The day you promised you’d come back
my heart filled with fear
i knew i could never keep you here
so i smile as you turn around
that way you’ll miss the tears
and keep on walking
i hope
to a love that’s near.
Asides
clouds
we’re flying high
drunk off clouds
spiraling through
turbulence
i know you, stranger
familiar prick
don’t stain the sky red
before the sunset
let’s just cruise at this altitude
close eyes
free hair
wind whip through outstretched fingertips
sip serenity together
flocking with feathers
and all that jazz
Redeemption
no no no
all i hear is screams
the knife
the bat
the gun
lay on the table
all i think of is the screaming
the knife thrust to the stomach
ripping, tearing
the swung to the torso
breaking, crushing
the gun shot
blood blood is on your hands
he slowly leans to the side
breathing his last breaths
my nightmares haunt
make them stop
it wasn’t me
please
Him
emery and alone
american woman you’re no good for me
chemical jacoa beans
whispers to me
my cheeks sanguine into a hot headed red
sometimes
i wish i were dead
but here i am living
and on the verge
all I can think of is his last words
playing in his hair while he tries
to write a new poem
to me
The Things I Carry
I carry with me,
the spirits of Queens
I carry with me,
the wake of Death
I carry with me,
all that I am
So that I will not be afraid
Jerusalem
On a roof in the Old City
Laundry hanging in the late afternoon sunlight:
the white sheet of a woman who is my enemy,
the towel of a man who is my enemy,
to wipe off the sweat of his brow.
In the sky of the Old City
a kite.
At the other end of the string,
a child
I can’t see
because of the wall.
We have put up many flags,
they have put up many flags.
To make us think that they’re happy.
To make them think that we’re happy.
–Yehuda Amichai, translated by Stephen Mitchell
I Have Ten Legs
When I run
I laugh with my legs.
When I run
I swallow the world with my legs.
When I run
I have ten legs.
All my legs shout.
I exist
only when running.
–by Anna Swir
–Ali Darwish, Egypt
Or
He went out of the room in which he was praying. He spent there years and years.
He seemed as if he just came out of the depth of an ocean,
or out of the heart of a pearl,
or out of the core of mercy,
or out of the arms of a mother,
He stood and looked around him, what he saw made him return to his room and close the door behind him.
RIP Brad Amerman (Senior at C. H. College)
I may not know how to prevent someone from taking their own life, but if you know someone who might struggle with it. Hold on to them. Let them know that they are not alone, and maybe that love will break the barrier before it’s too late.
Please. If you have any thoughts on the subject, don’t be afraid to share or leave a comment. Thanks.
All Day
My job is to smile at people
All day
ALL
DAY.
Then you run across my mind
And smiling is effortless
I can’t stop
And the people think its for them.
Two birds, stone, win
You know the saying.
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