From The Rafters: Semi-Pantoum For You.

By Clara ElizabethWeeping dew above our heads soaks through grandfather-aged raftersAs we basement lurk —Heads thick from your Newport candles,A grotesque aphrodisiac. As we basement lurk —The stench of boozing …

How to touch something good

By Clara ElizabethAs the cratered husk that is churned out by impermanence and latent greed.You must taste the floral fringes of this already quickly blooming nightAs if you are momentarily …

Orpheus,

By Clara ElizabethOrpheus,Why do you move to smoke your cigarette away from me?I breathe your air regardless–Every time you touch me it hurts.The way you move death between your teeth,I, …

A Scale of Wisdom

By Clara ElizabethMy Beloved Keeper,You work early morningsReturn late at nightYou are gone for days at a time.I have created an entire world for myself, in this empty house of …

How we are told about war

By Clara ElizabethWe should not be told about war like we are.We should be told about war like it is the real thing.(You are in a shrouded room with loved …

Last Cigarette

By Dakota Dexter I’m not one to ask too much But share your cigarette with me The lucky one turned upside down That you had hoped to keep With just …

Field Song

By Dakota Dexter I want to lay in a field And let the wind sing to me A melody that understands That melts away the world I would listen as …

Our Winter

By Dakota Dexter Buried under these Deep winter snows A moment in time Shared with you Locked into place If only briefly Our cold troubles Become one and the same …

Walk

By Dakota Dexter If anything could cure my fear I think a walk would do A breeze, the trail, and calming greens Refreshed feeling anew If anything could lift my …