Channels
You’re channel surfing, searching, seizing the remote I’m lost in the sleeves of your overcoat The planet is unwinding, we are teleporting home Television bender, lay your body in a moat I’m floating, filling, flowering the empty pot You’re spoiling the party on your friend’s dad’s yacht The fruit has overripened, we are feasting on […]
Exploding Orange
A handmade fire. My gaze fixed on it. The deep amber of its glowing center. Tangle of root. Rot. Of bark and branch. The gradual unraveling of burn. Birch. Dogwood decomposing. The old oak within me. Listen as it sizzles. Spits. Red maple exploding orange. Hold a picture of the color in my head. Now […]
Questions to Ask the Performer
How do you mold to the stage? Do you plant your feet or shuffle yourself silly? Do you see the audience as a large monster ready to devour you? Do you see the audience as many or one? How does the spotlight feel on your face? Do you sweat under it? Or do you shy […]
Dream Report #7
Follow the link to read Dream Report #7 published by Nowhere Girl Collective. https://www.dakotawarren.com/poetry-dear-diary/dreamreport7
Womanhood
I think about the women in my life. Women I know intimately and women on the fringes. Single women and women with children. Women in charge of business, in charge of households, in charge of both. Hard-shell women with soft interiors. Women with signature scents. The scorned women I read about in the news. Women […]
SAVE THE BODY
Text: leakingdatafillingwalletsfeelyourmoneyinherbloodstream findabackroomfakeanaccentteartheclothbutsavethebody savethebodycloudsredactedsavetheskylinethere’snobodyit’s pulsingsuspiciouswhenthecityparkisemptyfeedthepigeonskill therodentsonatraintimeiserodinglinesrepeatingit’sreleasing moonlickedvisionsmassextinctioncosmiccodestobesomebody beabodyforthefutureyouforgeanentrytheroomisneutralit’s allonfirebirdseedflyingoutthewindowcurtainofentropythe dangerouschlorineatomscontributingexcesscarboncooling thestratospheretheozonedepletingyourbodywillatrophyit’s losingstaminaintoaspiralwithnostrongpostureintoaportal ofonlycomputersrequestingaccessupingtheantechanneling upwardtoreachthenewmoontoreachmorebodyasyourearth becomesanentreethismindspungalaxyhungryforheartbeats Notes: This piece features original artwork by K8 Revels made from sunlight, a magnifying glass, and undeveloped film.
Mold
There are multiple points of entry into a memory: sound, sight, taste, touch, smell. I will tell you one thing: I walked in and it smelled like a vitamin shake. There were circles everywhere. We grew them, walked them, ate them, used them as chairs. The imperfect circle is the dominant shape of this memory. […]
Stargirl
Text: It is a party glossed with boas and no flash and toasting to fill up space with sounds of glass you sneak clinks hear hear magic is pouring from a dark bottomless pitcher of anything can happen When the girl in the skirt asks if you have anything for cramps you give her your […]
July
Doorway eyes. A bell tower. Red green fusion. From twigs to trees. Regard a gaggle of children one table over. Bottle cap off. Bones discarded. Under a ceiling fan buzzing. A bond. A build up. That same trash can. Height unlocking. Heat flirting with ice. All the different angels of a face. A moth. Purchase […]
FEBONE
a scene from a developing play in which each line contains 4 words (an exploration of brevity) FEBONE Why are you here? MAN I followed your crumbs. FEBONE You should have written. MAN There was no address. FEBONE Should have rung then. MAN No number to ring. FEBONE I left a note. MAN The dog […]