Grounded in Matter


We discover ourselves
cloaked in mud,
forever in need of water.

To be composed of elements
other than ourselves
is to be doomed to need,

always fishing, while waves
crash onto shore, bearing broken shells,
evidence of life, and death, of occupants.

Photo Prompt: elemental



There once was a beef BETWEEN

I was SMITTEN, stunted kitten,
mewling WHY NOT ME?

I had fallen and forgotten I was BORN
WITH TEETH, arrived reaching

with mouth OPEN, howling
let me see, let me see, let me see.


“Even if it’s not your ideal life, you can always choose it. No matter what your life is, choosing it changes everything.” Andre Agassi. Open.

Photo Prompt: satisfaction


We learnt about tapeworms when we were 10,

Flat, foot-long parasites that caused skinny arms and itchy bottoms.


We looked for wriggling larvae in our stools,

inspected our school socks and Mary Janes.


We found nothing, but we got used to the idea that there were many animals

keen to get inside us and lay their eggs.


We imagined ourselves being eaten from the inside out,

so that when The Sex Talk came 2 years later,

we believed we were born to be hosts.



Word Prompt: taper