Hey, we don’t like it here anymore. The feed is dreadfully depressing and the noise far outblares the signals. Please find us elsewhere. This account will remain parked but inactive. (I’m also not using my personal account anymore, and it’s gone private.) 💛🐝

Walking summer streets like a calm supervisor promotion-based modeling Ahead of light Change I caused In the cafe I look for food that will care for me and decide not to order anything —Farrah Field @berlspoetry #poem for day 30 of #NaPoWriMo! bloofbooks.com/2024/04/30/wa…

Have a good weekend
I said on Tuesday
Spouting poetry right?
Cruisin’ Do you love more what you’ve named
Eventually a double mirror’s deformations null the infinity effect —Jared White @berlspoetry #poem for day 30 of #NaPoWriMo bloofbooks.com/2024/04/30/in…

One by one they escape…… and the pillowed sleepers dreaming them start to have bad dreams, night sweats (squeezed by the heavy shadows of nightmare, —Jen Marie Nunes, translating a #poem by Yen Ai-lin for day 30 of #NaPoWriMo! bloofbooks.com/2024/04/30/th… via @bloofbooks

If you don’t want the tomato
Don’t what, plant the tomato?
Eat the poem? write the button?
Ope your trap door?
When you slice the water
It doesn’t make a second surface —Jared White @berlspoetry #poem for day 30 of #NaPoWriMo bloofbooks.com/2024/04/30/co…

I am not sufficiently caffeinated! This one is Reagan Louise Wilson, not JJ Rowan.

disobedience & erode larking for a lost pearl or tooth here at the bottom —JJ Rowan #poem for day 29 of #NaPoWriMo bloofbooks.com/2024/04/30/24…

Empty freedom from fear, I made a list like a border and another like desire, I await the stars and moon like a good poet dabbling in vatic verse. —@klorrainegraham #poem for day 22 of #NaPoWriMo bloofbooks.com/2024/04/22/i-…

some molecules leave a syrup behind, it pools
reluctant to gel anywhere in particular. some turns
of phrase turn green when you’re not watching.
some haunting isn’t haunting, it’s host-engineered. —JJ Rowan #poem for day 22 of #NaPoWriMo bloofbooks.com/2024/04/22/di…

I’m too far behind to post them all without the apps thinking I’m spam, so just go to the blog and drink up! Wowza!

How did we get to the Golden Edge of Everything and miss the stairs? Google maps directs you around the Tenderloin not through and instead by a guy in a suit, gun cocked in front of Hermes. —Elisabeth Workman, day 21 bloofbooks.com/2024/04/21/fu…

while she’s in the hospital I’m a little freer with my seeds star aster packed for 2023 impulse buy by the register in Taos I pour the packet into the ground —@bexklaver #poem for day 21 of #NaPoWriMo bloofbooks.com/2024/04/21/co…

If it were swamp I’d love it more, but we are sinking, I hope. I used to feel some vaguely magisterial presence on the Lincoln Memorial steps. Maybe I need to go there and pray, connect with some omnipresent collective grief —@klorrainegraham bloofbooks.com/2024/04/21/so…

The organs you see
In the magic books of my childhood
Are human hands painted and carefully posed
Impersonating animals or an orchestra —Jared White @berlspoetry #poem for day 22 of #NaPoWriMo bloofbooks.com/2024/04/22/ro…