they worked with chemicals
and film
swallowed several shots
before work toward
calm
extrication of light
from darkness
development
hopelessly devoted to
the process
#katyamills
Category Archives: poetry
turn on
when all’s quiet
in my home
the great amplitude
of raw energy
like a switch
turns me
on
#katyamills
all you got
they beat the mean streets
and hard luck faces
by a big heart a
penchant for laughter a
stomach for failure
ana means for makin
easy cash and friends
ina forsaken land
#katyamills
cause.s
in the reprieve of summer
we gathered like birds in the park
for a cause
i donated books to the library
a man with manufactured legs
walked his dog
the trees dying of thirst
in this land
we cannot live without
our causes
a great many flock behind
the ones who stand
in front
#katyamills
hungry tummy
we were kids we
could not see behind our
backs. you headed 4 the duck pond
brought back dinner
4 the hungry
tummies #katyamills
San Luis Obispo
SLO @ dusk
empathy yawns
into the void
welcome to seasoned vindaloo
with lamb
apparitions of Zebras
trotted out on our fields
of vision
castle in the clouds
San Simeon
the crimson the society
cool nights and clover
surveying pumpkin farms
october
#katyamills
channel islands
accompanied by gulls
by Santa Barbaras willet
long-billed fletcher
elegant terns and reddish egret we
shared coffee and song stared
into the morning light
vrikshasana
upright
full-throated
laughing
#katyamills
the last wave
down a narrow sandy path checkered with manzanita
to Point Rincon in this sleepy surf town
a memorial of painted rocks for a man who gave his wife
the child she always wanted before drowning
on the last wave. three days we stayed in Carp
churning avocados into guacamole. we are lucky
llamas truly blessed hoping to meet a descendant of
the Chumash #katyamills
Big Sur beats
highway 1
eleven hundred miles
of coast with you
close
los gatos at home
thumbprints
weaving through
the mountains
radio and gas stations
the canyons
salt in our nostrils
kelp tossed like an aside
to the beaches
water pounding sense into
these rocks
let’s
reach out
over the cliffs to
eternity
#katyamills
anarch.y
was gonna cross myself
take something wasn’t mine
had the opportunity and
let it be. before i awoke found
myself reading what i wrote on a stage
touching into my under
blue arm tattoo
dear anarchist dream self
thank you for coming in
line after 48 years all
crosses
#katyamills
