cold steel got love
by Katya Mills
i remember this well. the cold steel in your eyes reflected off the glass of high rise buildings and bottlecaps rolled flat into the street. in opposition to the glossy sky, the kinda deep blue you rarely see anymore in a city. we got together around the time Drake cut his first album which went viral before viral was an expression. the best album. life got crazy for us back then, the whole of us, maybe a core of ten or twenty related intrinsically to a greater constellation, maybe fifty or sixty or more popping off the skin of the larger community. a bunch of anti-establishment mad motherfuckers with nowhere to go just live for today. you won me over quickly, at a time when i was in a lot of pain, my cousin had died, i couldn’t make the funeral, my job was hell and life was like a bad breakup. your life was hell and we both knew nothing of a future until it appeared and it was us. something special had arrived. sometimes Hollywood comes out of nowhere, anywhere, thin air like. now Hollywood is Hollywood and behind the scenes it’s all one giant character assassination. but it’s a damn good show if that’s what it takes to create it. you cannot help but fall in love with it. everything decompensates around it. between us we formed a concept. it was our little secret and there could be no dissent. when you feel this, you know this. magic. real end of the rainbow shit. storybook status. like we already made history, before we made it. cold steel got love like us. cold steel got love.
Tag Archives: writing
Ione
one lonely night in Ione
headlights pawing the foothills 4 life
my heart whispered
the truth beneath these shields
of rain and wind
that though we may be better off apart
distant relatives is the sorriest
combination and god only knows
where my life would be without you
#katyamills
12.22.21
the rains came down hard
sleep escaped me for some time i
dreamt my car was broken in and
had a run in with the cops
when i awoke i cried to the kittens who
replied by flourishes of tail
you only have today
so make the most! make
the most!
#katyamills
my novel MAZE is on giveaway:
dis.cusscusscuss
basin water drawn
2 the face and green blue green eyes
my thoughts turned 2 those so sorrowfully
alone
i castigated the glass
ran out on the sun cussed
the mean old cold
world
hunting my list of contacts i
called upon the loneliest one
who could not would not
answer
the loneliest one
was i
#katyamills
morningside park
tugging on a lamppost
atop a flight of stairs
by a blade they lost
they strength
waylaid
not without a fight
began to fade
between the teeth the skin
the beat it slows
to fin and many full
with sorrow
hearts
#katyamills
X
love
like one long forgotten
day
D plus or minus
thrust into hand my essays marked up
red like a tongue been punched in the mouth
after i turned them in so square
clean geometric rails and trains carrying verses
plundered then ransacked over the open plains
i thank god i could not never write
how you wanted #katyamills
down one
winter highways a mess
kids with sleepers in their eyes
pleading – don’t go!
fuck all the long commutes
forgot how to end
ice cream sundays! they exclaim
throwing they boots off
factory gonna have to live
down one
today
#katyamills
vax realities
they stamped my card
pumped my arm full
of medicine
i zipped up
ten miles home
in the rain
popped some tylenol
advil and said
prayers
#katyamills
death of an inconsequential man
blood surging through his veins
disseminating after a decade of lifeless
sedentaryanism the inconsequential man
with a battle cry hurled himself out his 4 story window
cradling his miniature labrador
who as luck would have it
had already passed
#katyamills
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