Author Archives: Krysia Jopek

CATHARSIS

I hit the reset button—because my thoughts were taking too much time. And the yellow primrose and fuchsia sweet pea were stunning— how the primrose collapsed its yellow pages when the sun closed its eyes and the fuchsia-flutter stumbled up … Continue reading

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ORPHEUS BY THE SEA, OR THE UNDERBELLY OF LOVE

I awakened from my underwater maelstrom-tango with chaos’ sharpened teeth set at my piano-wired jaw. The gods had done this to me. Slimy seaweed spectrum-ing oleaginous to moss green knotted my wild hair; still-sharp seaglass slicing my restless hands, pained … Continue reading

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THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW /3

There was a hunger, a desperation, for words used in a different way—to decorate the holes in the ground when one steps across invisible abysses across the day— that delicate traversing through conduits, bridges one could say, from one unsteady … Continue reading

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THE INFINITE CONVERSATION

The sinuous path to the river and its now-silent, thickly-layered ice remain too treacherous for the car to climb.  I’m too tired and ill to build another fire, and the house has suddenly gone cold; too exhausted to tell you … Continue reading

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THE ISLAND WITHIN

I left again in the rain that erased me. That’s why you can no longer see me. Why you gaze at the curvature of earth to catch sight of the gray ship you dreamed left me at this shore where, … Continue reading

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MEASURING WINTER /z

Absence defines. The negative space of composition can be. Even your hand when it can’t catch, still touches. Song that is wanted is still song. Things can be counted some of the time, such as ideas or times; time, uneven, … Continue reading

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ORPHEUS CUT OUT AND SINGING

The moth unhinged from the ceiling on Wednesday, the door appropriately named and shed. Last winter the bicycle spokes catch a hand. Everyone in a hurry to take the remote, give back an arm—until then. The building fastidious until there … Continue reading

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LIGHT INTO TUESDAY

To finally arrive—detached everything; a changed disposition skipping in a new coat made of shiny buttons. Go to work, sleep through the news, fold the lines into an origami boat to float in the bathtub that needs to be scoured … Continue reading

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YELLOW

The painter combated the gray day with an entire tube of yellow. When finished, he sat in front of the canvas as if it were the sun. Lemons plucked from summer trees morphed into liquid buttercups void of lies. Somehow … Continue reading

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WINTER WALTZ

The moon gave you a standing ovation tonight for enduring so much hunger. It loomed larger than a face on a TV screen and followed your car skirting darkness. That slow dance on the ice made the barren trees weep … Continue reading

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