They don’t make
houses pink and white
like coconut ice-cream.
They’re always plain, dull colors.
It’s all so easy
when it should be exhilarating.
Month: February 2023
ONE POEM – Ben Nardolilli
The body wants to do the dropout boogie,
a way to just slowly spiral out
of reality and not include my self with its accessories
TWO POEMS – Adam Stokell
I see the cat before the cat sees me.
White with black splotches, a longhair.
Leaving the law behind it,
stealing easily as light fails
Porridge 