rococobean

new here (Earth) • poetry and art

[playburo]

Julia Fernandez

[loubis-and-champagne]

X

[rococobean]

[rococobean]

[rococobean]

[laurachouettepoetry]

October creeps into the room

through faint grey light

that stopped dancing on the windowsill

since July left.

Being haunted by silence

makes the air grow weary

and faintly colder.

I hear the noise of people

walking in solitude,

thinking to themselves about others—

sitting alone in between their steps.

Company of ghosts on lonely eves,

threading through the rustling of leaves.

I can write down what haunts me,

yet I cannot read the ones who do.

October.

- Laura Chouette

[rococobean]

[rococobean]

[rococobean]

[weepingwidar]

Mia Bergeron (American, 1980) - Will O Wisps (2025)

[rococobean]

[rococobean]

[firstfullmoon]

Ross Gay, from “Catalog of Unabashed Gratitude,” in Catalog of Unabashed Gratitude

[text ID: I am sorry. I am grateful. I just want us to be friends now, forever. Take this bowl of blackberries from the garden. The sun has made them warm. I picked them just for you. I promise I will try to stay on my side of the couch.]

[rococobean]

[rococobean]

[rococobean]

[rococobean]

[rococobean]