Words
The Devil’s Advocate is a Pacifist
As I stared into the eyes of Michael Cohenon the Lucky’s market television; blinded by humanity or lack thereof.I saw a system which breeds...
in the places between (unsettled correspondences of a relentless personal nature)
and sometimes all i got, seth is a lengthy corridor
filled with the sounds
and the shufflings of shoes and sober interludes
on a long train ride
going...
Summer Time
I can’t think about summer enough.
The gooey melancholy warm inside me like
FAT Krinkle-Kut French Fries dipped in ketchup
In between pool games and juke box...
Get it Together
Just there after, the lights dim down to a nearly indiscriminate fade.The hush falls on the crowd like a falling line of dominos.It’s the...
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...
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...
My life as a ditch
I am a ditch. I live in the ground. When the water flows
through me it washes along my sides with a familiar
tingling that I...
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...
middle ground
we find ourselves this long morning of this long week children of division some of us already know this place grew out of it like weeds in sidewalk cracks we...
We are the Forgotten
We are the forgotten
The people no one will remember
The ones people will forget
Not exceptional just ordinary
We are the majority
We will be remembered as a...
