Sunday, 27 November 2022


 the boy leaped

on to the swing laughing
over and over like a frog on the move
hair tied up tight to the top
of the head
after the chocolate




the stillness

cut by the boom of a thousand

covered pages closing 

on a fantasy 


Wednesday, 23 November 2022


there was no need for it there was no room for it there was no love for it. and yet they sought it out and pursued it with all their might. they walked out into the sunlight one day and stared at the shadows. an unevenness of exposure to light could make or break the composition. a keen and critical eye would detect it differently than another eye. a satiated eye. why couldn't the earth straighten up on its axis? the old urges had long been defeated. they had stopped making themselves up for nobody to see. everything was off from how they envisioned it. nothing would ever be exactly so. and for the first time ever they felt themselves small and insignificant. they relaxed around this knowing. there was a rustle and a hesitant movement into unknown territory. letting things be what they were and liking them.   #katyamills

neck of a swan

they thanked the divinity for the right to have it
they got all the feelings out. gave the scraps to the cats and dog
life was the neck of a swan
they went for a long walk to who knows where
the great beyond out there


11 stay

stay with this
salt it dress it season it
if you like
or leave it bare and taste it

stay with yourself
your breath and
your life

all the horrors and


Monday, 21 November 2022


unable to wash the technology
out of the system 
they left it all behind
acculturating to life 
in old growth forests
owls and creatures
mysterious textures and sounds
aspects of light that did not


nd kind

we found our heart and our fight 

where they condemned us