Noah and the tattooist
we hold an indifference to each other’s lives,
the tattooist and i.
he held my arm and
he held my gaze and
still, he remained indifferent.
Noah in love
We drove over the speed limit and I thought of religion.
We skipped a song (twice) and I thought of you (twice).
Noah by the sea
moses and i have heard
of seas splitting
like an arrow
down the middle of a party
at the end is –
at the end is a pair of dead rabbits,
two drowned elephants and
like a ham.
Noah in love, part 2
bad poetry is made worse with the overuse of lowercase / denial of uppercase.
Noah in shower
Tonight in the shower I could breathe my own name.
I breathed out first.
n – o.
I held my breath; there, at the pit of my stomach, and
I waited for my brain to play your name
So many times over that it lost all meaning.
Read the companion piece here
Think your name would look good in print? Woroni is always open for submissions. Email email@example.com with a pitch or draft. You can find more info on submitting here.