a crude apparatus

a crude apparatus – Recorded 03/20/2023 – Auroraboros – Objects, and the Distance Between Them cobbled likedinner when you don't careso much forthe finer things asgetting somethingin your reluctant stomachasidebile and a metallic ringing. staringstraight through and upto your chestnot for the soft spacesbut rather the cold and hardened space withinsomething like a knotthrough which once … Continue reading a crude apparatus

Dirt, Leaves.

"Dirt, Leaves." - Recorded 2/28/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them We are dirt, leaves. Niche teeth, like bamboo. All grains are "ancient grains". On the hill, with her feet in the mud, her tears were your tears, blood running down her cheek as the sky grew dark. There was a time … Continue reading Dirt, Leaves.

Something like the sun (2_22_22)

"Something like the sun (2_22_22) " - Recorded 2-22-2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them In the depth of a welcome breast,crying out,open heart like lungs,mouth,to draw you in;it's been so hard to breathe, lately. Baby, Iplace on open palm, pressed,yet not in lock / step,give to take, seldom best. It was … Continue reading Something like the sun (2_22_22)

With Dreams

"With Dreams" - Recorded 3/16/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them On a run… a jog… a walk…(More the latter than I care to admit)Through the East Side,Saint Paul, Minnesota. I seeRusted-out autos from garage to sidewalk;Their humble, hollow half-life draws my attention fromThe Earth,The Sky,And everything else that lies between,If only … Continue reading With Dreams

Poetry Reading – “Assumed Unwanted”

Originally published April 15, 2018, this piece spoke to my perceived worth and social/emotional isolation, a result of many years of repression of trauma and self, and then way it affected and was affected by my relationships with others. It is very meaningful to me to look back at how far I have come from … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Assumed Unwanted”

Frame

"Frame" - Recorded 2/10/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them feel waves crashebb now flowto wash through onbruise toe thegilded grains gotides changeslowblue dew movestoothat moon thono sun stillglow watch mewatch the skywe ican'tstandand shiverwait towither;no,bloom withnew teethgold likehalowreathwrapped likeleafnot to fade assand beneathfeetout of frame notout of reach