Driving Through Seattle
Drizzled.Plundered.Poured.Like sunlight.Like religion.Like sleet againsta car window.I am a gorgeouscatastrophe George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work … Read More “Driving Through Seattle”
Tag: existentialism
Neither Slave Nor Master
I am not in charge,nor am I a slave held bythe same infinity where these scales do not matter;where the art … Read More “Neither Slave Nor Master”
Leaf Pile
Five months after you came into the world, you discovered the fawnbrown mystery of brittle leaves in December. Back when the winterswere … Read More “Leaf Pile”
The Delta
I don’t know why I became an atheist,Yet some days I can tastethe divine. It sits still in mymouth, as a … Read More “The Delta”
Nirvana
Nothing to blow. Nowhere to hide. Just white-hotslashes in your eyes. Strong to the core. Driftingon the edge. Savaging the … Read More “Nirvana”
Messenger
Emerging from liquid,unique in the solar system,as far as I know, I am a messenger, andmy story is far from over.There … Read More “Messenger”
The Devil of Omniscience
You always get what you want. Everythingcoming in must come out. Intimately. Moving together liketwo sides of the shark when it swims. Psychedelic … Read More “The Devil of Omniscience”
How Do We Return to the Path?
A spiritual path is a challenge to continually become something better than what we were. It’s a commitment to adapt … Read More “How Do We Return to the Path?”