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

smile the sad goodbye

they wore out

fabrics to allay the troubling

times one of rayon one

of tested yarn and rope

one of pheasant fur and birch one 

of hope they 

wore out welcomes

made of clay

quilted cloak 

of sunless days they

smiled the sad 




They were in Florida at the time. Ocean, orange juice stands, rednecks, salt and sugar, lizards. She was coming down for a visit one week. The summer of ‘98 found them smoking and drinking, watchin the surf pounding away at the beach, lulling them to sleep until the sun rose and woke their asses up. Pop some X and go for a swim. Lay out the multicolored towels. Feelin the sun layin in the light. He was pushing into keys on the typewriter nights while she kicked back on the couch reading magz. They worked their fingers across the board so the letter arms wouldn’t rust, living off the pay and bonus from the last job. Rumbling around the intercoastal on the bike to take the steam off a hot humid day after the noon rains.      

– Katya Mills. Excerpt from my new project, tentatively titled They The Firmament.


i want to be a watercolor so i can wash away

i used to want to be a sharpie

i was a stillness they could focus on

absorbing heat and sun and sky and sound

the city only a few miles away i got on wheels and rolled the fuck away

these words they beat you up at night

you wonder how the mouths had the nerve

to let them through the teeth

i forgive easy

happiness was once so easy to find

like an astronaut chicken in walmart

butter. tomato onion. pepper. garlic

i was full of anxiety and depression i

could not seem to unrelate myself to them i

turned to fast food in the pandemic i

couldn’t change the channel i

took extra time lining my eyes

with chocolate maybelline i

took great care with my lashes

to make em like japanese wood

carvings of waves

i want to be a watercolor

so i can wash away