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Ajax Kallistrate

no breath to sing

the songs bring me
no joy
be-
cause
the songs don't know
the sky
has
fallen
and i have
no breath
to sing

May 22, 2023

feast

to write is to feast.
i am hungry very
much
of the time.

May 5, 2023

day dream

i'm dreaming of a little house,
a little lawn, a little garden.

trees. crocus. daffodil bulbs.

creeping thyme, pots of rosemary
and basil. garlic. trellised beans
and tomatoes. corn in a good year,
squash if the climate allows.

a porch, a patio. grill. sunshade.
wind chimes. bird feeder.

me and you.

summer shimmer on the horizon.
drone of a single engine overhead. 

dandelions. blue and purple violets.
white clover. bees. hummingbirds.
robins and mourning doves.

a curtain lifting in the breeze.
settling there among life,
verdant life.

May 4, 2023

are we

are we all losers
here, collectively

collecting at the
industrial

drain catch, catch-
all for an economic

sink hole,

wholly here
for a pay-
check

checking a
disheartened

screen

screen-
ing another

offer offering
another

plateau of
work week
weakened

doing dust
collecting

while i write

poetry in
front of
an oil
fryer

April 3, 2023

Deliver Us Some Evil: Attack of the Seven Foot Flying Podcast

My best friend Elijah Newton and I are an odd pair. He’s a Millennial malcontent, I’m a Gen X spinster. He’s obsessed with horror movies, true crime, and the antics of serial killers. I’m scared of my own shadow. So what’s the obvious thing to do?

Host a podcast, of course.

And thus was born Deliver Us Some Evil: a show where dark humor meets the macabre and reveals the absurdity of human nature. Urban legends, cryptids, hauntings, murders, unsolved mysteries, little green men, nothing is sacred. Like a jaded coroner straight out of an 80’s detective drama, Eli peels back the white sheet to reveal the horror on the slab. I gasp and groan. I cover my eyes. He chuckles as he points out some gruesome detail, some blackly comical bit of trivia. And before I know it, I’m peeking between my fingers.

You will too.

Join us every Monday for a brand new episode of Deliver Us Some Evil. Available on Spotify or wherever you find your podcasts.

the little golden door

The little golden door has
let me through. It was
too small at first,
but I knelt to
touch
the
handle and I am
on the other side now.

March 14, 2020

alien

i am an orphan
an alien full of
homelessness
on this strange
sound stage
called Earth.

~ anonymous 

February 1, 2020

flywheel

life is a flywheel life
is a perpetual motion
machine life is a charger
I need electricity bitch!

October 14, 2022

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