fall

i am the weight that makes the porch fall in.

crossed names of the crazy mans list, so he couldn't read them.

Island rock arch

I pass through rock arch
The foot at which all die
and bodies pile, river tongues lapping
At skin, pulls at clothes

I pass through rock arch
And the river is full of petals fallen and
Flowers floating away

transient leisure

(they sold the old home) luck told me you weren't completely honest about wanting to make sounds. i rustle through papers to find the dye. i find a letter of love from you i missed.

furniture from my family i gave you

your voice over head, your body not with me.

oil rig down

dreamt enemies turned alien then more than friends

tryna get a nut

I have the calmest squirrel you can imagine. other squirrels approach confused when we sit outside together. They want a nut too. Claw at my closed hand to get some. I throw food out to get them away, but it only encourages their persistence.  My grandmother sits next to me and the squirrel wraps fat and calm around my neck
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I resent them because they don't understand me.
If I heal connections with people from my past, will things feel more okay? 
In a closet attic underground I find things from my youth that excited me. A set of drawers, containers with characters looking back. Dresses I started taking apart.

I'll be right up.
I want to rise, but am uncertain what to take with me.