fringe selvedges

the loose end of poetry

eleven exit

I walk down lanes Of other memories Experiencing loss, and love Of a consciousness stream – Like being inside, Another’s dream. Round Lake, NY – June, 2020

Isolate

See your mystery Feel your fame Remember your inside, Revolutionary, game. Feel your honesty And be unashamed Reveal your outside, Executional, flame. Rye, NY – April, 2020 (Quarantine)

Solaise

I measure, my moments In the spaces, of me As I think on My present As a now – that I flee. Val D’Isere, France – February, 2020

Mirrored

I fear my own anger I’m fraught with its pain Frozen Fanatic Fissures Is my mental – Terrain. Whiteface Mtn, Lake Placid, NY – February, 2020

Ramsgate

I write, how I think How I think, how I write And instantly forget – The reasons, I wasn’t right. Sonoma, CA – February, 2020

Polanco lV

Slipping, through The notion, Of true Reveals the shadow In a reflection Of you. Mexico City, MX – February, 2020

Sirrine

Stable grounding Underneath Shaking through A process stealth Betraying, Delaying, Softening, Stoking A wokeness – Softly choking Within its untruth, belief. Clemson University, SC – January, 2020

Electric Black

Sounds, of the dark Unfold and surround They trickle, at the edge Of your conscious, Background. Las Vegas, NV – January, 2020

Ted Lindsay

Skating through my present I try to shake my inner past And wonder if my future Will be a now – That will not last. Little Caesars Arena, Detroit, MI – December, 2019

#iwashere

Meeting the maker While, making me meet Is a retaking, of mission And a charge – For its feat. Bangkok, Thailand – December 2019

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