Author Archives: meganporterpoetry

i think i’m back here with you, again it’s nice really, the years just falling away, how the days feel slow when the malaise cracks open the skin, but the years blast by like a jetstream afterburner, it’s nice isn’t it? though i suppose i’m keeping you trapped in here like i’m a zookeeper, butContinue reading “Haven”

The sunflower loves the sun, but it wilters, when it wonders if the sun loves it back. It must know the odds are terrible: so many sunflowers and only one sun. But still, it signals in the sunshine, and waits. The world keeps teaching me so much about myself.

Been wrapping these tight strings around myself so long I’ve forgotten what it feels to be unbound so please be patient with me love because I need to learn how to move again with no strings attached.

A life is made up of a billion impressions, most do not stand the test of time. The altering is subtle. A new shell on an endless beach. Some split you open, the cuts, your hands hold the hunks of flesh until they fuse back together. Quick fix, come back to it later with kinderContinue reading “Stain”

Beacon eyes, lighting a way to shepard us safely, though intentions can be illusive—a catalyst for widening the gap between us. Can a thermal scan pinpoint out pressure points? You’ve become Charon, bitter and cold in your lonely citadel, an Eden for a self harmer. In a way, the invasion is already over; the newerContinue reading “Space”