A collection of poetry, old and new.
Coaster sticky, Crested foam of shitty beer. The loam viscous Like the salty crust when you were near. Beautiful, the lies you told me. Pageantry, the story you wove me. The brush of lips linger from the last breath of words that broke me. Thank you for reading, ~ Victoria Elizabeth
I’m still working on this one (this is rough draft number five), but it’s beginning to take shape. __________________________________ Cancer, the silent killer. By the time you see the symptoms, it’s too late. Blood in the urine, bile behind the eyes. Jaundiced skin stretched over calcified bones; you watch the organs fail, one by one.…
And so I’m stuck caught in your web of lies. Aware of the trap you’ve set, knowing I’m not the first or the last but grateful to be here just the same. ________________________________________________ Thank you for reading, ~ Victoria Elizabeth
I love you like the tree loves the sun. I breathe in your warmth, and my exhaled joy feeds the world. I love you like the bird loves the air. I float on your breeze, and my filled wings move the mountains. I love you like the fish loves the sea. I drift through your…
Lie to me. Tell me I’m the only one. Tell me I’m your muse. Tell me I’m the only star in your sky. Lie to me. Tell me I’m the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen. Tell me our sex is communion. Tell me my pussy is magic. Lie to me. Tell me you’re leaving…
I’ve broken you, yet you’ve allowed me to bind the wounds. — I’ve failed you, yet you’ve permitted me to try to make amends. — I’ve lied to you, yet you’ve welcomed me to tell the truth again. — I don’t deserve you, yet you’ve forgiven me and loved me all the same. ____________________________________________________ Thanks…
I am very excited to announce that my poem, “Ode to the Stars,” is featured in the May 2015 edition of Beyond Science Fiction magazine! This is the first paid journal to accept my work, and I’m thrilled to finally see my diverse writing (really, who would have imagined me writing a science fiction poem?)…
I’m currently taking a “Poetry of the Earth” course in my MLS, which is basically a hybrid of science fiction/non-fiction and poetry. We’ve been encouraged to write science inspired poetry as part of the course, so I’ve been [trying] to find inspiration from the little science I know. Ha! Here’s the poem I wrote for…
fluorescent bulbs feign sunlight, burning melanomas on pasty hands and moth-eaten suits. pupils dilate, hairs raise, the air conditioning hums a melancholy tune. incessant click, click, click. these idle hands make noises appeasing ears of leadership long deaf. emails whizz, whizz, whizz to unattended boxes. gossip and vitriol flood an instant message, spreading cancer through…
You push rewind? I hit erase. The chagrin involved, ain’t worth the taste. You are the moon? Well, I’m the sun. This earth has moved, your night is done. Forget me not? Gotta notice first. Your scribbles on paper? Guess I’ve seen worse. Stick to your craft, I’ll stick to mine. At least we know,…
Victoria Elizabeth Ann 