Author Archives: meganporterpoetry

I’ve been thinking of you lately I need you Talking aloud to you sometimes, hoping you don’t mind I want to tell you About all my thoughts Isn’t it a pity I can’t What is life But a chance to reveal The inner light To those you love. There’s Something About you I completely understandContinue reading “Quiet”

These almosts are killing me—two ships passing in the night, Longfellow I think, it sits on a high shelf with my great grandfather’s name pencilled in and his son built ships on the dock of the bay, Redding I know, so perhaps he experienced the same. There is no safe way to meet in theContinue reading “Signal”

For Emmrich Your clever hands weavethese spells to uplift the dead.I mournfully watch. A sage professor,you settle my fear of deathwith green eyes glowing. I wish I knew you,Nevarran necromancer,kiss me through the screen.

It’s hitting me tonight, the cold vacuum of space inside my chest. I don’t understand, how something so empty feels so heavy. And then I think, planets—incomprehensibly massive—they are suspended in nothingness. The moon—a rock just floating in non-air. It’s about the force of the pull, I suppose. The emptiness itself is pulling me down.Continue reading “Esoteric”

Somehow, you stay connected to me balloon string tight on my pinkie finger But God it would be easier without you No more highs and lows I’m just tagging along your currents I forget sometimes, when I’m swept up to the heavens that it just means the fall will hurt me harder