Author Archives: caterpillargold

Paying attention

You were talking Saying something interesting Truly, it was I was paying attention I swear I was It was just a moment When I noticed your hands And how they move when you talk And how somehow They are large … Continue reading

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Yoga

I’ve got gym clothes on And I’m laying, “stretching” out on the mat waiting for class to start As people around me set up I’m proud of myself for making it here. It’s been a long day I had to … Continue reading

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Muscle, Bone and Skin

She looks on, Gaze unwavering, unflinching, Counts bones 1-2-3 Sees brown freckles dotting in excessive punctuation Ingrown hairs angrily red Blue veins creeping like cream in fresh milk Across thighs muscular and dimpled. A seasoning of bruises old and new, … Continue reading

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Home is

Home was the pages of a good book Curled up on a ┬ácouch Sound off, the world disappearing As I learned what kind of person I wanted to be Home was your blue eyes and quick laugh Touching your neck … Continue reading

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Grow

My mother grew me Hair, bones, teeth and skin Incubating in her stomach Nourishing an idea of a┬áperson For nine tender months Until I burst forth Like a hideous, shriveled raisin And became real My mother grew me She gave … Continue reading

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Capital R

I am a deeply Romantic person Note the capital R. I am utter crap at grand gestures I’ll forget birthdays and feel weird bringing Or accepting flowers The words ‘I love you’ Are said clumsily, like a drunk person trying … Continue reading

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What choice is there, really?

I let myself fall for a story I weave the threads together like an insane Choose-your-own-adventure tale Sometimes the path leads to tender gazes, sweet gestures the gentle touch of a hand knowing questions and inside jokes Full of the … Continue reading

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