Tag: poison

• Enlightenment

  I tried to write myself into enlightenment the way a psychiatrist can sometimes teach you to recondition that brain slug in the skull to use its own poison as a defense, but only so you can end up turning language into shadows and light so easily it becomes too automatic to drop or slip over […]

  Chris Russell

  October 17, 2021

  Free Verse Poetry

  Achilles tendon, Autobiographical poems, bib, calve, chicken, coffee grounds, crutch, curb, enlightenment, gear, light, meditation poems, palm tree, poison, shadows, skull, slug, storm, Subaru, trash

• Meat

  It’s possible my grandparents were right when they said everything in moderation, a sweetness that came like a godly voice from out of nowhere reminding me I’d be loved, no matter what. I wonder then, applied to the current pandemic, could all this contentious talk of masking and not masking be baselined to the more […]

  Chris Russell

  August 7, 2021

  Free Verse Poetry

  Autobiographical poems, birds, church, cure, masks, meat, mirror, nests, poison, teddy bear