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 …

Orpheus and Eurydice

Orpheus and Eurydice 

What would you give to be loved like she loves her?  The music surrounded her; it lived in her, desperate and heartbroken.  Ada sang of her love; she sang of …

In and Of Nature

In and Of Nature

The roots and herbs we just picked are now floating in the rain puddle that has overcome her satchel. I start to run, and she chases. She laughs like a …

It Would Only Take A Minute

It Would Only Take A Minute

It would only take one minute.  You are sitting alone. Alone at the lunch table like you always are. But she is so alive, fire and the bright lightning of …