you
at eleven
was nothing like you
at fourteen
beyond the years
red with fire and no longer
green
please
let me be the one true friend
i refuse to amble along
pretending not
to notice
#katyamills
you
at eleven
was nothing like you
at fourteen
beyond the years
red with fire and no longer
green
please
let me be the one true friend
i refuse to amble along
pretending not
to notice
#katyamills
galaxies
on our fingertips
we rest in a field
sciatica makes you sigh
a secret falls off the lips
up cycled into
sky
#katyamills
we locals
not casting out very far
wheel around town in a three door car
you know our names and we know yours
stop at the candy store and the bar
for some steady gossip to remedy
any overthink with a steady
drink
#katyamills
wistful you push us too hard. with some slow burn desire you push us. you push us too hard. you sing this song night and day feverish after what you long for yourself. please. sit back and count the stars. the hour you meet the world. let things be as they are. #katyamills
all we had left besides
blurry screen smudged vision and apocalyptic climate heads
was the kindness we shared over a smashing boba tea
in twenty twenty three
#katyamills
broil the salmon
golden pink
stop the thoughts
before you think
you don’t have to feel bad
about it
anymore
#katyamills
on hard times
fallen
the days turned strange
maudlin
easily bruised
turning colors
laughing and jumping
they twitch
as if turned by a switch
into night
unable to register
any longer
the light
#katyamills
I line my eyelids
with a metal finish
the day begins with words
from an interior
space. a common life i have
formed by various pressures and forces
lucky with freedom wishing
to be a light to show
a way out of the darkness
to any lost soul
i line my eyelids
a silver finish
#katyamills
i flew a drone up high
to get an eye from
the sky i
put an iron track
down to reach the town
butter and cream on
an engine pushing
steam
we ate potatoes
with tomatoes and began
to sing
#katyamills
i wanna ditch these streets
for the soft touch. an endless forest
these days have passed
awakened by your voice
i cannot find my way back
i wanna chorus of crickets
the only knock upon door a woodpecker
where my money don’t matter
sustenance to lift by roots
from earth
#katyamills