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This is a new poem called “your god is a boning knife” about my time in the Mormon Church.
the god of your dreaming world is a boning knifemade to pry black from white good from evil, the same from the otherthe wheat from the chaffyou’ve made the sacred into a weapon, a tool and reality into delusion the god of your dreaming world is a crowbar made to pry denial from the self…
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Tonight was a master class in why I shouldn’t be left unattended in a room full of shiny objects.
-Peri
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untitled 11/16/2025
the wind in the trees outside my window sounds like waves and occasionally I get a scent that takes me backbefore four unhappy new years wore me down I am less agoraphobic now but this smell is fall’s last breath as it collapses into winter and I collapsed then, tooI thought I’d seen the last…
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I pitched an idea for a spring themed multimedia show to a shop and studio here in town in March or April. They say they’ll get back to me next week.
If this goes well, I want to do it again. I think I’m going to put it together regardless, though. -Allēna
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Not much has happened today and frankly I’m thankful for it. I’ve been watching a lot of Criminal Minds and making much needed phone calls. That’s about it, lol.
-Allēna
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That EEG took me the hell out and I’m still tired..
Ironically, I had to miss an epilepsy themed open mic because of it. Still no results that I can see. -Allēna
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I got my EEG today at long last.
Ow ow ow. My brainhole has been strobed 😭😭 but my results should come in tomorrow or soon afterwards. -Allēna
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I regret to inform y’all that “Pool Party” by Julia Jacklin is stuck in my head AGAIN.
Blargle. -Allēna
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I overslept and woke up to the news that the Supreme Court decided not to hear Kim Davis’ appeal to overturn Obergefell v. Hodges!
Best sleep I’ve gotten in a bit. Fuck yeah! -Allēna
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This was the result of a very special workshop on ekphrastic poetry today.
I am a sorceress, twice in exile – they claim my magic is merely madness, butthose with the eyes to see know betterI am the voiceless breaker of curses, until now bearer of grief no one knows aboutI am no one’s prisoner anymore to know myself is to know my powerto know myself is the…