A Poetry Showcase (October 2022) from Donna Dallas

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These ruined eyes
torn up hip
seeking solace in my big toe
it’s an ache
a climb
as if I’ve split myself 
into part water
part oil
slam dunked into a fog
that’s lasted two decades
some detour
I decided would be an epic adventure
turned into a survivor search
sun down
stars twinkle
I give it another day
another breath into
a long goodbye

There's This Riff

I have
with God
and Satan
when they decide to organize
a colossal 
cluster fuck
together design some universal catastrophe
to rip us from our root

People die
by the dozens
other people have to pick
through the aftermath 
to locate their parts
white ashy pieces blended in 
with the concrete and dust
piece them back together
for a proper burial
cremation perhaps
closed coffin
most definitely

I want to know how this comes together
like….. does God say
Satan, you pull these people together 
to stage a disaster
I’ll hang out here on the sideline 
and pick through the souls as they
line up for divination
I’ll take my half
you take yours
we are good for another 
hundred years or so….?

I've Realized I'm Hurting

It’s guttural
feels like a deep deep ravine
has opened within me
I pour into its oblivion
lucid and broken
with no end in sight

I’ve realized I’m hurting
as I flow into an open and sucking sea
a menace adrift
this ain’t no yacht party
this is the thing
I have feared since childhood
no life vests
no floating devices
scared shitless
be damned 
if I drown

Negative Velocity

I stopped thinking
about my breath
pouring out of my body
bleeding into
creating nothing
from some chasm
to some nothing

I - the nothing
give of my breath
give so much of it
until my lungs flap
like a deflated balloon
give a last heave
before they
to sand
while I collapse
like dropped clothing
in a heap

An evening gown
empty of its body
empty of its master

Bio: Donna Dallas studied creative writing and philosophy at NYU’s Gallatin School and was lucky enough to write under William Packard, founder of the New York Quarterly.  She has appeared in a plethora of journals, most recently The Opiate, Beatnik Cowboy, SpillWords and Phantom Kangaroo.  Donna serves on the editorial team of Red Fez and New York Quarterly.

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David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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