on the roughest days they
turned up the radio
hoping joie de vivre might
rub off. the no knock warrants of mood
and memory
how lucky
to be alive
#katyamills
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life after cancel
long days on the beach
picking fights with invertebrates
up and down like a sandpiper
marking the shoreline
erased by the tides
#katyamills
levee road
the heat threatening
shopping carts pushed
into the canal geese
hissing we walk the levee
fortified in 1850 after
the last great flood
now become a road and
we don’t care we
don’t scare
#katyamills
geolocation
out from under
hundreds of miles of cassette tape
and wires. useless and bound by
an ethos of noninclusivity they
patched it together they
sang they own wobbly
song til someone
came around
#katyamills
immersion
composing worlds in solitude
what a way of seeing something missing
bringing into being what
you seeing
they can go there
all who belong
#katyamills
the prince is dead
beholden to the union jack they
cried the prince is dead!
nobody could recall the day
a child was born with a royal
stake. the screenagers in great piety
dropped phones and made a vape tornado
to celebrate the deceased
the end of life leased
#katyamills
b.rex.it
in the wake of the British exit
and covid lockdown Belfast began to immolate
rocks and petrol bombs the
working class weapons
a few hundred years
ago we dumped their tea in protest
of tariffs we could not get the redcoats to
to leave
#katyamills
sarah
mineral green her eyes
the color of the river
Nile. over middle earth
to the sea she moved
the world in sultry
malachite
#katyamills
once upon a time in april
we got free phones free
shots in the arms waiting
in lines. we got sun rays we got fools
days without showers we
got flowers #katyamills
off the coast of friendship
we could tell the future
by the birds gone quiet
a change in the winds
our energy jumped
full of dread we shouted out!
like we gonna perish
then the storm subsided
left our faces wet and salty
lush and flush 4 the sunshine
#katyamills
