small by the sea

the ocean swallowed the red sun

whole. you and me tucked behind a blanket

this sandy realm gone twilight i feel

so small by the sea and it’s good

why had we not gone swimming? 

had i forgot… in the body

the memory pulled me up

with a start. the mind

cannot fathom the sinister 


drafting (2013)

im burning
out from within
a reverse
shot of gin

i am incendiary
a solar flare
flammable. handle

with care

a sorry lost soul
patching nightmares
through my clothes

if only to awaken
to you
holding me

until god
my dream
catch me burning


white soldiers

she took the white soldiers and broke them

the flanks of chalk made colorful 

clouds you could see your 

feelings on the blackboard still

nobody could say what really happened 

2 her not even her 4 the truth was against the rules in a world of cream

pies and blue skies  #katyamills


run on 4 hours sleep

ice cream for breakfast wash

it down with house coffee they

dont paint a great face they wont

talk too much smack they aint 

buttoned up in the finest fabrics 

they just work hard a long day

ahead and they mean it 

sincerely   #katyamills

semisweet end

when i die bury me pen in hand

typewriter for a stone. do not trust your sight

or touch the body scentless

cold and frightful in the ground

while my spirit seen there

wanderin the cemetery grounds leans

off a row whistling some

semisweet show tune


rockstar #1201

the city outside



they make

windmill inflections
metal-dipped harp strings 

a door off its hinges they

lean off the wall 

listening to it all
talking to self ina 

wistful way like a 

lost son’s