• Beebee commented on the post, stalling 5 years, 4 months ago

    I’m pretending that I can’t see the slow
    tick
    of time
    as I type the first words I have written in years
    is it years?
    have I waited that long?
    how long did I ignore that steady
    slow
    tick
    of time
    as I let other things
    take
    my hands.

  • Beebee commented on the post, cook 6 years, 10 months ago

    She is cheerful in a miserable place
    her cheeks are round in a friendly face and
    she is warm and kind like ovens standing on iron legs

    she holds you with her hands that have kneaded bread
    needed you to tell her that you loved her
    like the mother that you’ve never had

    did you?

  • Beebee commented on the post, nourish 7 years, 6 months ago

    Her mother’s breast millk
    pouring into an open mouth
    salty and sweet
    pure

    full of nutrients needed for a healthy mind to grow
    and grow
    and grow

    until there is another mother
    and another baby
    nature […]

  • Beebee commented on the post, pouch 8 years, 1 month ago

    I curl inside the warmth of you
    hidden within the maternal fold
    waiting for that one moment

    when I shall see light for the first time
    and take my first shaking steps
    tasting air

    and leaping in it
    and bounding with newfound exertion.

  • Beebee commented on the post, insect 8 years, 1 month ago

    It moves beneath your notice
    underfoot

    with little legs that move independently
    though its mind is that of the hive

    moving as one
    merely one dancer in a single troupe.

    To gather food
    to kill its prey

    they’re all the same
    and yet

    different.

  • Beebee commented on the post, ant 8 years, 1 month ago

    It moves in hazy crazy lines with no pattern to them but the faintest scents and finds its way and winds its way to the sugar food it loves and carries the burden on its back to its queen not the queen it loves, but the queen its forced to serve beneath the iron will […]

  • Beebee commented on the post, skeleton 8 years, 2 months ago

    A pile of bones not quite bleached still with the trappings of sinew and bone behind the white picket fence under the fertilized roses and orchids but not the wildflowers they don’t belong in the garden she was a wildflower too wild for this woman who stabbed her with a spade under the roses her […]

  • Beebee commented on the post, ticket 8 years, 3 months ago

    When I was young, my daddy would play
    the Beatles music, soft and bouncy
    like the sheets that were tents
    under glow-in-the-dark sticker stars.

    “She’s gotta ticket to ride
    but she don’t care!”
    they sang

    and I didn’t understand,
    not then.

  • Beebee commented on the post, ticket 8 years, 3 months ago

    She grasped the slim piece of paper in her hand, worrying it between her fingers, twisting it. Her future was there – so close. Just one step and she’d be out of this cow town, to the city and lights and freedom and smog. She turned to him and buried her face in his shirt. […]

  • Beebee commented on the post, sticks 8 years, 3 months ago

    Sticks and stone may break my bones
    but words will never hurt me

    except they do.

    They break your soul and crush it into dust
    beneath the endless volley of rocks

    stoning

    and the abject horror of a person
    left alone in the cold

    defenseless.

  • Beebee commented on the post, cigarette 8 years, 3 months ago

    Your breath
    harsh with the smell of smoke
    curls in tendrils through my lungs

    and I hate that smell
    and I’m scared of you
    and though the scent unlocks memories of condominiums and easy chairs

    I cannot like you for what you breathe.

  • Beebee commented on the post, etiquette 8 years, 3 months ago

    One speaks in the first person
    without pronouns

    and one does not drop
    the mask of perfection
    not even for a moment

    and never does one
    kilt up one’s skirts, kick up one’s heels
    and run through sunlit fields, hair flowing, skin glowing
    in a thoroughly unladylike manner.

  • Beebee commented on the post, plague 8 years, 3 months ago

    First, there was a cough. Then, a slight fever. Then the blueish cast to the skin, the greenish pus, and then the violent convulsions and bleeding from every orifice. Death was a blessing at that point, for if you survived, you did not live. You merely existed, wandering with unseeing eyes, unfeeling hands, and a […]

  • Beebee commented on the post, expecting 8 years, 3 months ago

    She stares at the small stick hoping and yet fearing. She knows what would happen if she placed it beneath her here, while he sleeps in the next bed after a night like many nights which is why she is here in the first place. She fears and yet she hopes and, thinking of painted […]

  • Beebee commented on the post, maroon 8 years, 3 months ago

    They say no man is an island and how right they are. The sailors had the right idea: they know all too well the need for contact the reaffirmation of existence and so when they, who were alone already abandoned to the wilds of storms and who knew the touch of lashes and the fear […]

  • Beebee commented on the post, maroon 8 years, 3 months ago

    A color
    preferable to red

    the garish sight of blood
    the brightly painted lanterns.

    Who wants to see that harsh color
    so gaudy for such a scene

    when maroon is a deeper, mature glow
    with darkness in its passion
    and moonlight in its shadows

    no over-cheery cherry red here
    just maroon.

  • Beebee commented on the post, stem 8 years, 3 months ago

    It starts as a single line
    and from that line
    it branches:

    a leaf
    a lake
    a lineage

    each one from an origin
    each one from the same root.

  • Beebee commented on the post, assisted 8 years, 3 months ago

    He took me by the hand and with his hands he touched me. And though I do not love him nor did love him he helped me because he made me see that there was more to life than living separated by cloth and glass and let me love you love you more fully and […]

  • Beebee commented on the post, honest 8 years, 3 months ago

    If you want my honest opinion
    the truth sucks.

    Who wants to know their deepest flaws
    their untold scars
    their histories and their blood and tears
    and have their soul

    bared to the knife of daylight

    that’s what the truth is

    because lies are thin protection
    against the cold of honesty.

  • Beebee commented on the post, wade 8 years, 3 months ago

    Wade
    wade in the water, children.

    try not to drown, children,
    though the water is only ankle
    knee
    thigh high

    and now to your waist
    but keep wading
    to your neck
    but keep wading
    until it is over your head

    drowning is never sudden
    but done slowly
    in degrees.