I’m numb
and I miss who I Was.
who I am is
Acting a part of a role,
I no longer remember.
a faded, flawed caricature Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #39 – Caricature”
Category: Writers – Jessie
Moonlit Musing – Entropy PT. II
Worth Saying
What do I have worth saying?
What is in me that is valuable enough
to put into the entropy?
Valuable enough to slow the decline,
Valuable enough to make the slide
Not so catastrophic
Not so all consuming. Continue reading “Moonlit Musing – Entropy PT. II”
Misplaced Missive #38 – Fight Or Flight
Hair stands on end
Heart beats erratic
No time to react to it
Fear pungent
Muscles tensed Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #38 – Fight Or Flight”
Misplaced Missive #34 – Over You
I need to get over you, I don’t even know how I got here.
Seems impossible to be anywhere elsewhere
‘Cause this impulse is entirely instinctual
Don’t misconstrue my meaning; it’s not merely physical
It’s total.
Everything you are, even the aspects that confuse:
Every opinion, Every action, Every defect,
Everything you are and nothing you are not
You are my paradigm of perfect. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #34 – Over You”
Misplaced Missive #33 – Water Metaphors For Misery
How can you not notice?
– It feels obvious –
Like a neon sign has taken residence
On my forehead, permanent evidence
Of the maudlin mess
Manifest in your presence. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #33 – Water Metaphors For Misery”
15 on the 15th: Where the Arizona moon met the Arizona sun
State Motto: Ditat Deus
… And when that fails, music does the job for him.
Disclaimer: The sun is setting early, the night rising up and defeating the day after minimal battle. ‘Tis brooding conditions methinks. This playlist reflects that mood.
Chester Bennington
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HkY3eqGBTjo
Of Linkin Park, Of Stone Temple Pilots, Of Dead By Sunrise. The hole he left remains.
Black Carl
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ByOFesuTbkE
Out of Tempe. Continue reading “15 on the 15th: Where the Arizona moon met the Arizona sun”
Misplaced Missive #198 – Believe
So much spirit for trivial things,
When nothing is risked,
When what could be lost,
Will never be missed. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #198 – Believe”
Weekly Writing Challenge #165 – Tanka of Doubt
Woot. The Secret Keeper posted a new challenge on Monday. The key was to use Rough, Gate, Rag, Hip, and Wine in either flash fiction or a poem in a style of your choosing. I chose the Tanka.
Here’s my offering:
Doubt
Would I choose water
Over wine? A too rough truth
Over a smooth lie?
The gate to more is a red
Rag flown from a corpse’s hip.
Jessie Gutierrez
Misplaced Missive #32 – Like Knives
Lies are a cover –
Cloaking me from the outside,
From a night I can only assume to be starless.
It’s an art, this,
Hiding from the bad so completely,
You are no longer aware of the good. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #32 – Like Knives”
Rewrites and Erasure: Aka I Loved This, But Now Must Say Goodbye FOREVER
Lovely readers, guess who is editing and crying and hitting the ‘delete’ button allllll over her brightly painted world of words?? Yup, me. It’s terrible. The figurative worst. (The literal worst is taxes.) And yet, here I am, chugging through and changing all these things I once held so dear. Continue reading “Rewrites and Erasure: Aka I Loved This, But Now Must Say Goodbye FOREVER”
Evening Satellite Publishing 