muscat at twilight
a furry patchworkin black and white spots zipped byas the mosques sang out
Category: Poetry
My many attempts to capture a visceral moment in short form.
her coffin
a peach-pink death shroudblushed for cheeks now frozen colda cruel mockery
midday cooling
a flittering wavebird wings sing softly like sheetsswaying on clothes lines
for winnie-pup
her nails click and clacklittle paws dipped in white painthappiness dances
dark omens at sunset
blood-red horizonseeps into the sky’s pink mouthDeath licks hungrily
a contemplation
perhaps there’s some truth in rolling waves that crash and spiton this lonely shore
Underneath it All
Fire eyes: I see your burning hatredbut I am no fool— Given a corner dark enoughand you’d drink me up;parch yourContinue Reading
as panic sets in
the birds are wakingrustling songs through the treesI lay motionless
In Search of the Perfect Womb
I’d been searching, searching, searchingfor some ephemeral something that could not quite formulate properly along my tongue into quite the right sentenceContinue Reading
Every blossom is a kiss
speckled magenta, blushing unabashedlyas they sway along bony threads of branches. My lips pucker slightly in response, wondering what may comeContinue Reading
Alexis Attempts to Write 