Losing since her first breath In a place of nowhere Untouched alone and quiet Eye to eye, thigh to thigh What did she have to know To wander from that sound Choose was is or what could be Playing happy, weren’t you happy? Where did she have to go To find a place of meaning… Continue reading Finding Lilith
He fumbled with the pages flipping back and forth, trying to find the little black letters that synced with what he recited in his head. Focusing almost too hard, he could not quite catch up to where everyone else seemed to be, because he could not concentrate. Little monsters behind his eyes swayed his attention… Continue reading Passionate Gospel
Drip of bright In the overwhelming nothing Lick of light Under soul-emptied breathless Undone night Through the blood-curdling silence How do I know if anything’s there How can I care where I can’t go How will you believe the unknown deep Unsaid word In the jabber-scream hollow Inhale stirred Under silt shoveled righteous Its not… Continue reading Stars
The stone is rolling. Teetering on the edge. Where once it was secure, placed by the fingers and hands of the Almighty Creator, fixed in its place. Where it once was separated from the waters, the sky, and the soft earth. Where it once was part of majestic mountains that hovered, that threatened. Where it… Continue reading The Stone is Rolling
Amy sat on the plastic leather chair waiting of them to call her name. She wasn’t thirsty, but mindlessly swallowed from a crinkly plastic water bottle to pass the time. She had been there almost an hour, and wanted to walk out of the door about every five minutes. That made it about twelve times… Continue reading Thirsty Woman
Letting us believe things about ourselves. About the nature of relationships. About the balance of control. Liberation. Free from constraint. Enlightened about the reality of what it really means to be a woman. So they told us. Sometimes it works out. When the threat is not too crazy. Equal pay for equal hours, most of… Continue reading Truth About Women
One from one, bone of bone Flesh to flesh, soul by soul Two left, walking breathing hiding flesh and soul and mind divide Eating talking loving dying Parts and holes, deep and wide Two grew, rooted twisted sideways Not his soulmate, random bride Two by two, years and trial Lust for beauty, own your lie… Continue reading Another Adam
Naked, why could she feel that now? The distance stripped protection and calm from the surface of body. She never knew. How cold the breeze was on her skin. She never knew how lost she had become. She was free, she was not alone. She was cared for and warm. But now, it felt cold.… Continue reading Sewing Our Own Leaves Together
It hurts. The Hunger. Hunger. Your hunger will be for, toward, against, movement, limit, direction Teshouqua Hunger for. Her. Hunger for. Him. Hungry. However, never satisfied. Longing. Thinking. Drooling. Escaping. Running. Separating. Fighting. Hungry. For another. To devour him. Eat his spirit, his dreams. Eat his soul. Eat another. Taste his flesh. Hungry. For his… Continue reading Dream Eaters
Grit between his teeth. Dry overcoming his mouth and his cheek. Slowly sucking all of the moisture out of his tongue. And the metal taste of sour dust was the only thing left. The drink of moisture only in his memory, there was no more wet. Not anymore. There was only a dream of what… Continue reading Kiss of Dust
Cindy Koch 