Words
In Grief, Take As Long a Road As You Need
In grief:Take as longa roadas you need,mingling withheartbreakingholy darknessgiving spaceto each chasmcalling for tending.
When emerging,coming up for breathhold firm in keepinglightalive and well,find ways...
A Real Estate
I live in a borough called Beauty,
at the end of a street called Strife,
and I walk through a glade called Gladness
down a long lonely...
This Small Skull Once Belonged
I have never felt connected to anything,
not even my own body. I am trying
to remember the last time I felt
I did not have to...
Death-Bridge Keeper’s OTHER Five Questions (THREE Questions!)
To WHAT,
from what,
is time a bridge?
Of WHO
and WHAT
is that bridge a carrier?
To WHAT
do the people
and things
the bridge carries
across
and back
throw up
a collective
— and insurmountable —
BarRRier???
Born...
I Wish To Know You
I wish to know you in blinding light, I wish to know you in radiant stars. Your kiss like the sea’s jetting mist,the wish that planted...
baker’s daughter
before the sun is fully crested over the barns,
I pull the yellowy creams from the chest and let them soften into
mornings first familiar yawn.
Peeling...
Poetry by Dash Codiga
Renga:
The first snowflake falls
Bushes wear cozy white hats
Winter has arrived.
Remember Autumn’s warm breeze,
I’d love to go back there, please.
Haiku:
Black wind breaks the sky;
Fiery breath...
Love letter to the corn dog at River and Woods
A bite into you
is a bite into late backyard nights
where summer breezes bring you
the scents of swaying cornfields
and the laughter of friends
and the...
the river that cries
had it been different had it been otherwise i might not have conceived such an elaborate disguise as we walked, that night along the river that cries for the damned,...
A memory I can hardly remember…
A memory I can hardly remember,My first memory?Dangling by a string,So close to being lost.I know it is Spring,The Lilac tree is in bloom,But...
