Eve Rounds

this is

the kind of day

my jaw bone gnashes on an invisible feast
craving to create
craving to feast on the creation

but with instrument missing from his stand
and sight taking the vacation i was meant to have

i am stripped

though a happy heart acts as an industrial grade furnace
this chill ripples beneath the skin in blues and slates
a continent’s distance within
the disparity between spectral beauty and simple pain

away with starvation
skeletal clenching
stomach is full on the


It isn’t easy being a twin.   Others considered us as one two-part person,  while our parents saw,  in our conspiring, four or more.  


dark morning darkness woke up crying i now embrace the word should. it’s a simple truth. my dad should be with me on my   

27 days ago

i lost you so suddenly too suddenly your blue eyes in a constant state of near tear because you loved life giving us so much

haiku ish

in this direction waves break to the right of me reversing my own current

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your ……. face against the bruised air between my quiet mind and the raging storm …. panic .. desire …….. pain and wishful logic slowly …