Fifth, Sixth, or: Beyond

A Choka close eyes tune noises out steady my breathing zoom inward shift into first gear roll forward second gear take it slowly around the ridges third gear into the grooves fourth across synapses fifth sixth accelerating into somewhere far beyond myself entirely where creativity reigns Choka? The most intricate Japanese Poetry form is the… Continue reading Fifth, Sixth, or: Beyond

Panic mode, or: Even after

A Choka time and time again feet both frozen to the ground I hear myself gasp panic mode activated eyes watch in horror whenever someone nearby loses their balance trips sways then topples over gray matter perceives crisis but fails to react even after they've tumbled Choka? The most intricate Japanese Poetry form is the… Continue reading Panic mode, or: Even after

Pungent bouquet, or: Just a friendly chat

A Choka just "a friendly chat" an impossibility given your wholly uncompromising sense of deeply self-righteous (false) monopoly on truth *coff* ... could you please pass those savory crisp garlic- roasted brussels sprouts perfect in small quantities for intense pungent bouquet Choka? The most intricate Japanese Poetry form is the Choka, or Long Poem. The… Continue reading Pungent bouquet, or: Just a friendly chat

Music, or: Magic

A Choka white wire untangled jack pops into computer earbuds muffle sounds eyes scan music videos fingers scroll scroll click boom thump twang boom boom thump twang lalalalala external voices silenced nanananana internal voices silenced lalalalala disquiet bucks contentment dadadadada still- thoughts sharpen and converge po-po-po-po-poetry Choka? The most intricate Japanese Poetry form is the… Continue reading Music, or: Magic

Cupped, or: Limitless

I have measured out my life with coffee spoons. -T. S. Eliot (1888 โ€“ 1965) A Choka how the star dissolves into the morning's first brew bobbing and fizzing at the glistening surface pushing hopelessly against edges unyielding which rim the opaque nectar of our universe weightless particles screened by hazy nebulae desperately quaffed in… Continue reading Cupped, or: Limitless

Tropical rainforest, or: Flowerpot

A Choka slow drip of water as though from tropical leaves where jasmines blossom moisture seeps into the soil roots slowly absorb no pooling at the bottom of the flowerpot watering orchids with ice helps them to grow strong heads off overwatering mimics their natural home Choka? The most intricate Japanese Poetry form is the… Continue reading Tropical rainforest, or: Flowerpot

Beckoning, or: Forgotten

A Choka the past far behind the future long forgotten the present untold resignation a reason and despite efforts at a distant muted life the spirits refuse ignoring all my attempts at evanescence emboldened by memory voices beckoning eyes smiling innocently reaching out past well enough Choka? The most intricate Japanese Poetry form is the… Continue reading Beckoning, or: Forgotten

Chocolate, or: Death

A Choka the candy drawer not the package of cookies on that tall side shelf nor the four pints of ice cream behind the ice tray the bread the fish the dumplings up in the freezer not even the nutella jar she'll have chocolate or death Choka? The most intricate Japanese Poetry form is the… Continue reading Chocolate, or: Death