Author name: Rattle

Audio, Poems

From the Inside

we have no need to know if we are loved
or that love exists.

No worry whether sky is blue or gray
or even sky.

Audio, love poems, Poems

In Favor of Union

I remember that brief period of hyphenation.
When separate cups held each of our toothbrushes,
and they bowed to one another honorably from across the vanity.

Audio, Poems, Prompt Poems, Tributes

I Gotta Fat Ass

and I ain’t afraid to use it. My therapist
says trauma is stored in the hips
and I replied that’s why I have this overflowing dump
truck. I’ll hit a stray
parking-lot-abandoned grocery cart with my hip
into the metal corral cuz ya’ll don’t have the juicy gluts
to walk ten feet.

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