Monday, 5 June 2023

boys cry

I seen the emotion

come into your face

the tears for your brother

you tried to apologize for crying and I wouldn't let you

and I knew then why

I love you



they wheeled up to her parked car
one seated in the chair covered up by a blanket
the other pushing
it was an age old scam 
while she dug into her purse for change
the invalid would jump up with a knife
block the open window with his arm 
threatening her life
and off with the 


off the ave

they ditched the stolen bmw

on this small road that elbows off the avenue

the only witness the strawberry



all the machines

the summer still carried faint traces of freedom on its salty humid breath. kids being let out of school. the final bell. plans to fill the car up and travel to the shore and look out and imagine you were at the end of the world. the heat deep enough to melt all the clocks and short circuit the power grid. all the machines stopping. sending us home from work.   #katyamills

Thursday, 1 June 2023

June 1, 2023

I confess I am beat up, not so proud, not so smart as I once was, quite shredded from those years of rushing toward danger, trying to see how I match up against things much bigger. I know how to love and be loved. That is enough. I found my place in the world.  #katyamills

Wednesday, 31 May 2023

work is good

I got off my shift and you just started yours

sleeves rolled up we exchange uplifting words

we are workers. we make our freedom! this is how we live

it keeps us honest. work is good. it keeps us on our toes

it keeps us


Tuesday, 30 May 2023


the day before the final day 
in May we went to town hall 
it was cold and gray
we liberated the coffee from 
the crates imported and gave it 
all away. Main Street turned blue 
burners on. nothing left to do
but have a cup and tell stories 
like the man whose home was unmoored
in a storm and floated away
chased out on the final sun ray 
second to last day 
in May