it was subtle
Monday, 17 February 2025
2.17.2025
it was subtle
Sunday, 16 February 2025
2.16.2025
i had the story and then i lost the thread. time warped the tense changed and the earth quaked and the person shifted and it started to rain and the music turned choral so it felt like i was in church but i was at home alone and no less sacred to capture more or less with words
#katyamills
Saturday, 15 February 2025
Friday, 14 February 2025
2.14.25
the reasoning was complex & hard to follow. i am of the cats in the window frame eyes locked yearning for the morning dove. calling out with tender hearts. my words. my truth. no matter what they say how compelling they argue they cannot obfuscate it. #katyamills
Thursday, 13 February 2025
2.13.25
it was all very much to take in and we laced our boots for work was the greatest diversion from powers that be casting aspersion it was all very much to wake up to the light gave us hope and delight before every dark night
Wednesday, 12 February 2025
2.12.25
like Mercury
we were too close
and got burned
i can only see it i cannot feel it
unless i commit to write
when i recall that era
of our lives
#katyamills
Tuesday, 11 February 2025
2.11.25
i chase the morning story
by these backlit keys
trying to capture any
small triumphs
and not be bogged down
by despairs
within it
#katyamills
Monday, 10 February 2025
2.10.25
yes I have hopes 2 free the mind from desire from ego and all the attachments really but today I am happy with this free tall single-origin coffee and cash in my straight bet win. a momentary liberation from capitalism.
#katyamills
Friday, 7 February 2025
hot & steamy
i twirl this cannelloni
veneziani
into a hot steamy
teenage technocracy
tomatoes 4 blood
social media
cyclone
#katyamills
Thursday, 6 February 2025
thoroughfare 1
the thoroughfare
exfoliated by abrasive city
air. i feel your presence
there. i search for
your voice. where?
my breath
drawn in and exhaled
by the passing
engines
#katyamills
Wednesday, 5 February 2025
2.5.25
writing in the morning is a nexus where I can integrate my experiences where i can unravel the confusion where I counter the helplessness by a touch of agency which fosters hope and intensifies my desire to walk with you through chaos into a brighter day #katyamills
Tuesday, 4 February 2025
ghost 2
the ghost of them lifted
fresh cut flowers from the grave
yawned and stretched
with the aromatics
stealing away in the foggy
gloom
#katyamills
Sunday, 2 February 2025
2.2.25
no umbrella
for this plastic rain
i cried out against it
with all my might
fell back into your arms
we worked it off
at the pool hall
20th century relic
faded fabric tables
in blue and green
I finessed a stripe
into the side pocket you
stopped the cue ball
on a dime
#katyamills
Saturday, 1 February 2025
2.1.25
no thanks
gonna ride it out
no rockets to mars
but you can go
im stayin
thug it out here
on earth
I promise ill write home
the saturn space
lit mag
#katyamills