elizabethburnam

When you’re not lost and everybody’s looking for you, this is where you are

Watching your breath cloud and dissipatein the pink winter morning. Chatting with chickadees about the old…
Body found on roof of local pizza shop on Valentine’s Day, death ruled suicide

You know, the name doesn’t matter, grand scheme. CV this, survived by that. Every hieroglyph is…
Hook, line, and sinker

Look, aren’t we all just tossing dimes in the same fountain, not believing and sorta secretly…
Memento

I want to live in a plain wooden box underneath your bed. I want to wait…
A lady has no past

A child doesn’t either. Listen, don’t you have sweeter elixirs than this to drown me with?…
Will everything be okay?

Everything? No, not everything. Something will go sideways. Deadlines missed. Phone calls dropped. Words unsaid. Planes…
How to ruin your reputation

First, be a poet. Speak only in rhyme, riddle, and metaphor until confusion melts the wax…
An animal’s view on personal data

Months later, squirrels remember where acorns sleep. Siri, find my stash.
An invitation

I know a place where time is green where weeping trees will wave hellowhere every face…
“All free will is the biology we haven’t figured out yet.”

Inside I am not a steady tapping morse codebut a rising / falling tide of runoff…
This is how the Spirit pleads

This is how the Spirit pleads: in flashing lines of poetry When prose is paved with…
The road to hell is a roundabout

The road to hell is a roundabout The path a screeching left Your seat inside the…
On knowing oneself through the process of elimination

I know exactly who I am which is to sayI know exactly who I am not.…
Self-portrait in solitude, late January #1

She collects words and rocks them in her arms like a mother would her baby:Sallow, nighthawk,…
Asking permission

Can I be frank? Can I howl to you at midnight when the moon is drunk…
Dirge for a summer in Warren

An instinct to come, an instinct to golike birds to the south away from the snow…
Horus the chameleon

Horus the chameleon has sneaky porous skin. He waves his pearly crystals and the magic poisons…
Yet another personification of a battered heart

She picked the room with just enough space for two people and a poltergeist. She sat…
Wallflowers in love

the best part about libraries is they, like you, are quiet but full of all the…
Vignette in which nothing happens and everything happens at once

Alden Harris boarded the train, heading south and north and up and away all at the…