Words
Black White and Blue Lives
Screams and shouts, full of hate
“To once again make America great”
“Don’t forget all lives matter” are the cries.
How can we believe that when every...
Last Night
what does everyone want to do
for their last night on earth
walk the high wire
bend over backwards
look up at the stars until they
start to look...
in the light
Waking up each morning Pieces of my skin stick to my sheets Flesh unbound, pulling away A viscous, visceral stretch in the direction of my movement, a line...
Tierra Nueva
In this random pick-up-sticks, double helixMelting pot amalgam and gene pool diasporaOf multiracial physiognomy, skin color,And multilingual saga, rhythm, and songOf European, African, Asian,...
Dirty Work
Eleanor’s childhood was still standing at the corner of Maple and Eighth. It had always been, seemed like it always would be. When she...
Waiting for Spring
Crows and snow
a tethered world
monochromatic
static, white noise
of sight like floaters,
skittery images through
flakes the size of quarters,
and feathered balls of birds
sitting it out on sugared...
Be Patient, Flower Girl
Be patient, flower girl.
Take time to grow,
Teach the importance of knowing.
Taking a look at perspective
It is always changing.
Leave dried seed heads and grasses
Pruned back...
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...
Ode to coronavirus
As I lay here watching the world crumble from my phone screen,
I look outside my window.
The trees stand as per usual.This time covered in...
Still Life
Imagine being free
from technology
Listening to wind borne symphonies
And the silence of shadows
Listen.
Kristen Marshall is an artist, writer and a founding member of Boulder Rights...
