USE THE FORK

Volume 3, Edition 14

 

Authors: Anna Anon Anon #2 Ava Johnny KK Linda M Marqz Nathan Olya Rob Sean TJ Wanderluster

Lisbon Portugal Estuary and ocean Tagus river town   Raining in summer Forty day flooding this week Houston is flooded   Angry murderous night Moon dripping in blood and tears Cicadas sing songs   Time to look forward Everything’s coming up roses If you just let it   A familiar voice And an unfamiliar face Who are you kind one?   Temp tables keep dropping. And by a thread my sanity is hanging.     You left me alone So drink till I drown Tequila shots on my own   An owl singing night Beneath a canopy of blue tears Stars are living quiet   Your presence intoxicates me. Why now? I’m not ready yet. Be still!   Where do I go? Keep afloat, Drift. In hindsight I’ll know Why it was so.

Impossible choice: Familiar stagnation, Sea change and open doors.   Disaster strikes home Insurance will not cover What you don’t insure   I’m learning my heart What I need and what you need Are different things   Take this lesson now: Change is staid companion We will be OK   Pure or applied math? Masters degree or BA? Can I get a job?   Smells familiar. Pineapples. Brings back a lot of fond memories.   Heart is that you? Bled till dry, now quivering. Wanting to be let you.   Past menu – fried brain, charred heart All you can eat sorrow I am so full   From a dream to a nightmare to another dream And yet I’m awake   Illusions bring thrill Will delusions I can chill Let’s make it real love

Risen golden dawn Laughter budding rose kisses A sweet magic dance   Just doing my job Making hard decisions Duty and burden   The slow creeping ivy Phoenixes dancing within the sky Trees oozing with hues   A single white lily In the folded hands of prayer Monsoons of feeling   Flashes of white light A rumbling in the night sky Thunderstorm is here   Meghan is having the same issue. Misery loves company. Ha.   Overthinking, underdoing Why left or right? Just go move forward.   Do you taste better than you feel? Beer and pizza? Let’s Netflix and Chill.   Your birthday brings tears Instead of cheers. Pure misery. Instead of bliss.   Day with fleas and stinky breath. I will say, “Eew!” Of course, I’d still kiss you

 

Photo: Washington Street, Cork, Ireland.

SUNS OUT, PUNS OUT

Volume 3, Edition 13

 

Authors: Anna Eleanor Johnny Lynn M Ms. Undateable Nathan Rob Shemra Wanderluster WH Viz.Vid

Wish I were taller With a voice, loud as the sea I was still the same   Lyrics she sings of Loneliness in harmony A wave of sadness   100 degrees Sun rays scorching down on us Flood rains in Houston   Most whites seem well off Some blacks are, many are not Apartheid was bad   With dollars in hand Paper buying, fingers crossed Lotto let me win

Perched on jagged rock Sea foam waves lap at her fin A call to come home   Lessons learned in time Researchers are people too Looking back – Worth it   Signal hill is last Mountain in Cape Town to climb Cable car is fun   A forehead furrowed Three squares high and three squares wide Work that rubix cube   The sound folds me in- to Lemonade’s poetry Captivates my mind

A new job in hand Excited and terrified What brings the new year?   Overwhelmed by life I want to remember the good parts not the bad   Cape Town has mountains Devil’s peak, Table mountain, Lion’s head, one more.   Green grass underfoot The wind passing through my hair Don’t want to go home   Lyrically intense Rainer Maria Rilke Today in my thoughts

 

Photo: Cape Town, South Africa.