I like how the painted pleats butterfly out from the groin
on stained denim jeggings, skin tight jeans
as if to say “Look here! I am transformed! Unzip me!”
I enjoy the jerry-built cursive writing
evidence of its removal from the curriculum
now staining the empowered clothes we wear
my breasts: the billboard of the uneducated but equal
exceptions made to lower the standards
so that we can sustain
an earth past its carrying capacity
and evacuate those who hasten its end
Moving into a building with an accessible fire escape has been such a gift! I think I spent half my summer basking in the afternoon sun, reading, writing, meditating, philosophizing and watching the squirrels from this spot.
Friday afternoons seem like the perfect time to share some of the pensive poems and ponderings I’ve compiled upon my perch. Please enjoy Firescape Thoughts as we head into each weekend.
Skies
This evening’s clouds are incredible
It’s almost impossible to believe
When you peel back such beauty
You could find such ugliness beneath
The Halfwit Writer