an army nurse out of shiloh
tennessee found herself deep
in the hornet’s nest. after the war
came west. the sunken road
prominent in her nightmares
the men bloody and dying
gasping unable to speak she
could not turn away her
stone is simple she passed
in 1903
#katyamills
life has come together in the last decade. to be honest it’s been a long journey. i struggled for years with identity, mental illness, addiction. never stopped writing. working on my 6th book of fiction. my author page is here: https://www.amazon.com/Katya-Mills/e/B00F5DWHGC
to be honest i pressure cooked
an artichoke i stole from
your garden. drizzled oil
with garlic squeezed upon
the heart i cut out for you
all u ever learn comes to use
some way some
how
#katyamills
to be honest the laboratory
curiosity has filled
with experiments will
be trashed the day subject
becomes object
#katyamills
gave my towel coded
red to the wind to be
honest the sun
is a bull
#katyamills
to be honest i cannot know
your heart your mind and though
your words your actions confuse
and vex me upset and perplex
me i can only be who god
made me and do the best
i can.
#katyamills
in this our post-industrial society
how loving to skip the math to give
your attention undivided
wholeness
like an apple like
an egg
unless one holds the deficit hyper
active or otherwise multi
tasked. we understand one
cannot undivide
it!
#katyamills
to be honest i
beat myself into a hopeless
frame of mind
no matter how down i
get relentless i
get back to work i
believe
#katyamills
my mood was Q. a big wide
open with a kick stand wants
to roll. like dynamite
set off at sunset ina pumice
equilibrium
#katyamills
she concocted a potion for the full
harvest moon. diatomaceous earth
stirred with baking soda
and water. to convey the spirit 40 million years
back when all cellular life was more
or less collaboratively
symphonic
#katyamills
