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Aja Monet

poems

for the kids who live

what becomes of children who survive us? indigo rosebuds or sunflowers risen of landfills voices made of tire swings and milk crates stick figures in sand drawn by fallen twigs…
April 25, 2020
poems

an offering

vermilion wax seeps soft down a braided back of wick the mischievous flame swallows small devils rendered helpless shadows tremor the parquet how we rid a room of virulence tug…
April 25, 2020
poems

you make holy war

you who are beautiful are always thinking. there is no image like the image of a man who thinks. the inside of my right thigh will be where he writes…
April 25, 2020
poems

slow season in titusville

early this morning, just after homemade coffee you drove me to playalinda beach with your right hand on my left knee and the other limp-wristed on the steering wheel, on…
April 25, 2020
Blogpoems

the ways of the many

you rise a witch bleeding gently in morning fanning flies from fruit you slice an avocado open and spoon the pit out sprinkle sea salt and cayenne pepper put a…
April 25, 2020
poems

cast away

i did not want to write a poem full of corpses so i wrote a sacred pink blue sky jeweled on the horizon laughter as the loudest star sleeps humor…
April 25, 2020