Poems from adamnayak
tension, tension,
compressed in jars,
stacked on a shelf,
towers of precarious glass,
one day the shelf must topple.
a family
living in a...
Dollhouse
They sit.
They stand.
They walk.
They talk.
They work.
They eat.
They sleep.
Revering their veils of fantasy,
Bathing in the...
A fresh fruit,
fallen from the tangerine tree
on the head of a little girl;
locks of light
dipped in gold,
tangible flames
erupting from...
A morning stroll--
Main Rd,
Charleston,
South Carolina.
Each step
bears the weight
of my shadow,
encompassing hundreds
of souls,...
A rosebush--
Her eyes the moon,
Her hands the stars,
Her body the night,
Her feet the Earth;
A mother--
Her flower the sun,
Her leaves the...