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Kiera commented on the post, homeless 2 weeks ago
Homeless I was almost there trekking across the great spanse that is America. No place to land and sand and dirt kicking us as we make our way through what to do but keep going and hoping that it’ll just work out by some magic way or nothing will change but believe it and god willing we’ll have a place to lay our heads.
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Kiera commented on the post, crust 11 months, 3 weeks ago
This crust of earth is unjustly handled and misaligned with what’s supposed to be defined as a nation of the sustainable. And we are anal, and yet not capable to realize we need to rectify our misbehaviors and […]
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Kiera commented on the post, switching 1 year ago
These days have left me twitching and switching to new vices and advice from strangers and dangers I’ve encountered are too many to count but this never-a-girl-scout will forge on in search of courage and […]
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Kiera commented on the post, attendant 1 year, 2 months ago
Attention! Attention! Watch as I wave my arms and demonstrate how to keep you from harms way. Today is the day we’ll go down in flames. A moment that will be forever framed in twisted 747 metal, and body parts […]
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Kiera commented on the post, demonstration 1 year, 3 months ago
It is March but what are we marching for? Prepositions end sentences while some are sentenced to injustice. And what’s justice? Just something we want but don’t understand because there are no rules to decide the […]
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Kiera commented on the post, curse 1 year, 3 months ago
Have mercy, Lord and free me from these curses I was born under and thunder through life with new cards and decks we’ve never seen. And I’m green and every other color not confined to hue but just human […]
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Kiera wrote about the word conceal 1 year, 5 months ago
Buried only under covers, no make-up, I wake up, finally, around midnight I look hard at myself and say, “I see you.” and I nod at myself in the mirror. I walk around in the dark and I say, “I feel you there.” as I move around the streetlight that spills onto the floor peeking [...]
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Kiera wrote about the word bridge 1 year, 5 months ago
Finally unabridged thinking. Drawn out across a moat of abysmal sinking into a depression of diluted understandings and handing over pride stretched out and dried up from the season of stun.
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Kiera wrote about the word stable 1 year, 6 months ago
Stable. Oh man, I just want to be able! Stable? I can’t even afford the time to fantasize about routine and I am unseen in this ocean of entropic-al thunder, this blunder, out-of-context references just pile it on and I’ll be undone in thirty seconds or less than I could fathom diving in and just [...]
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Kiera wrote about the word solitaire 1 year, 7 months ago
Stop and stare; look around and feel the glare of loneliness in this time of ruling a kingdom of complete emotional freedom. We are bound by none but shut up inside of ourselves. Held up, keeping feelings pinned to the floor and looking at a door we can open and close but it stays locked [...]
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Kiera wrote about the word beginning 1 year, 7 months ago
I can feel it. I wanna steal, seal it and send it out — touch it and feel it. Something new is coming my way and I gotta say nothing sits prettier than something you haven’t fussed with and cuss, we’re pretending this isn’t a bust to bus around the same old sounds of been [...]
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Kiera wrote about the word scout 1 year, 8 months ago
I see you looking for me, at me, through me — from the corner of that giant, dewey eye I want to crawl inside and scream goodbye until your eardrums burst and bleed. Boy, I know you’re thinking about me. But I finally got my goodbye, so no more scoutin, poutin, wishin or crying. See [...]
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Kiera wrote about the word braid 1 year, 8 months ago
Braid braid braid me around and under and prepositions always with silky strands and secrets. What’s more secret than me?
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Kiera wrote about the word playground 1 year, 8 months ago
Sitting again trying my best to evade the company. To pretend I don’t want to be visited. I’m leaning on concrete, work up to my ears and eyes averted to reduce the long goodbyes. What a playground I rest in, jest in, high-fives, hugs and invest in. Preposition is the transition and wordplay is open [...]
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Kiera wrote about the word convinced 1 year, 8 months ago
I’m talking about new leaves but the old ones are still around and I guess I’m just a few seasons short of coming to life and instead I’m just falling down. So I guess I missed what would otherwise have convinced me that I’m making and taking the steps to turn over but I’m just [...]
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Kiera wrote about the word couch 1 year, 9 months ago
I remember the place I brought you and loved you. The first and last time we kissed and that was more of a miss than a hit, but it’s still my favorite song to sing and think about and count the days on both our hands when you cared about being my man.
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Kiera wrote about the word celebrate 1 year, 9 months ago
Sit back and celebrate the silence after a day well lived and when I can’t find anything else to give because I went all or nothing and stuffing twenty four hours with every fiber fixing this and that like I’m MacGyver. Whew, we’ve got guts to trust tomorrow will be better, forget the birds and [...]
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Kiera wrote about the word shootout 1 year, 9 months ago
Drop your guns just long enough to have some fun with tongue-tied goodbyes and size up this moment and decide. I’ve got ten seconds to make out his motives and without the votives this girl is gonna dip. Forget it, the risk outweighs the lips and hips and touches because I’ve got a hunch none [...]
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Kiera wrote about the word average 1 year, 9 months ago
We could be everything short of glamorous but never bound to the average. What’s average? Is it the place between great and bad? I thought that was good. Is good average? I wouldn’t believe good could be everything at once. And should we feel confined to extremes that create a mean? I don’t know, but [...]
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Kiera wrote about the word account 1 year, 9 months ago
I never know where I stand with brands, hands and sans but don’t pause on my account. I’ve got the clout to come about and always rhyme and keep the vines from around my throat or coat these words with sugary nothing and keep bumping to whatever song is in my heart from start to [...]
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