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Self-Deceit #3
I know that room inside youwhere you go to hide when you’re scared and don’t want to be seen. Where your back is turned away, eyes lowered if they’re...
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...
Colorado Goddamn
Dear Nina,
Two years in, milady, and all Boulder has taught me is that keeping up with the Joneses still keeps one oblivious to the...
No such thing
Fate rides on fiery tracks
as the warmth of the flame
creeps from underneath the doortell me one thing, darlingis it everything you imagined it to...
(We must learn to tell) stories
...TELL. STORIES.
The art to propel
The electric current
Shooting off the table.
The fork extending from the carcass,
The fork sticking out of the socket
Buzzing with a potential...
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...
The Ins and Outs of Planetary Relocation
I tie the solar system around
your wrist to remind you why
Days are longer here.
Moon-dipped mapmakers, stellar
shelter-seekers, we follow cosmic river shadows
through the red valleys...
September Dawn
The swift and cold pre-autumn rain,
Will not, dear life, have come in vain.
The last burst of green life given
In dried beds of aged creeks...
Postscript
Covid – year two. I no longer live within myformer parameters.Sleep comes in waves per night as does dream.
Some days the sun sings I’m...
Walking Dogs in an Illinoisan Fall
We used to walk local shelter dogs in the fall.One of them had to stop every few yards to pee. We didn’t mind, & neither...