1987 Breeze

I like the way the wind tries to steal your hair,

curls of sun rays beam.

My skin melted once. 

I like my skeleton beside you.

I shattered once.

I like the plaid maze I drift in.

I got lost once. 

I like the way you stole me. 

 

 

 

 

                                                                                -Sam 

 

 

Sea fossil

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A little something I drew in class…I was bored.
                                               -Sam

La la life

Slumped onto a sofa.
Mustard corduroy threads held her.
Hallucigenic headache caused by the scenery.
Wallpaper puked daphodilles.
1976 pulling her lashes.
Lucid dreaming lilac, they call her.
Bowie accompanies her conversations. A subject
so intricate. so
fragile.
Loneliness is lovely he told her.
Mars catches her at
midnight. Where the sun
inhales her.
She
           is
                  dust.

                                                  -Sam

Empty Tube of Bengay

The arthritis in my right wrist has flared up since I left you. It might be a sign, or it could be my arthritis flaring up from writing this. I just want my spine back in place, so that you could crack it once more. I would really appreciate it. Do you remember when I gave you my marrow bone for your eighteenth birthday? I do, I placed it into a 3×4 cardboard box wrapped in a green bow. I’ve never seen smile so big until that day.There’s nothing I wouldn’t give, just to see your face light up like that again. I saw a stop light turn green right after it was red for three and a half seconds, maybe that was a sign. If the near empty tube of bengay is where you last left it, I’ll take that as a true sign to call your disconnected phone number. Maybe the sign is that it’s ringing as I wrote this last sentence, then hung up after hearing you say “Hello?” Maybe I’m just delusional.

-myk aral