Fjordscene Poetry

sofa: a place for a mother to lie and read, dead to the world and me – a place that speaks “pain” and “tired” in words and in shifty eyes you cannot catch – tested, tried – kitchen: a place […]

writing madly, desperately, cloaked in invisibility – i wanted you to listen, but you barely hear – goodbye for now, you’ve sucked all strength out through my skin, i’m barely here – i wish i could just disappear – it […]

outraged teenagers discuss personal matters on a bus – perhaps not caring and perhaps deliberately wanting us to hear their smut – “my friend broke up with her boyfriend through two years a whole month ago and hasn’t yet had […]

unsuited for the digital age – I don’t want to brand myself – i am human, i am no product – it does not come naturally. I am a poet not a screamer – I hate having photos taken – […]

it’s the 21st century – how can you expect an average person to have place left in memory to remember their family? take a number – stand in line – everything is fine – more pressing things press on one’s […]

solitude creeps into every crevice of the room as soon as night sets in – the sheen of light from distant windows blinds with promises of what others have – the muffled next-door noises hurt – the internet scars – […]

asked for recognition for artwork by someone who never bothered recognizing mine. what a feeling. not a big enough person to not feel anger and detach her from my heart for now. not worth the effort – i die in […]

emulation of behavior fails for me – being sufficiently different to make other people’s behavior seem as deviant as it really is – acting mirror – seems to be my destiny –

distant humming skull-splitting silence-breaking vanity – denigrating human beings into eager servitude in the quest for being liked for being vain – insanity –

Where are my sunrises? Where are my sunsets? Where are my days? An endless night has taken their place. Where are my colours? Where is the music? Colourless it fades. A blurry image of a world now passes by – […]

The moth inside me yearns towards the people in the crowd with their invisible light – the aura of their company invisible by sight – although each contact only causes me to burn. Yet still I find myself dwell on […]

There’s a creaking bed next door – a solitary sound – a person quietly turning at eleven o’clock in the morning – sick, perhaps, or tired? Or just unable to see the purpose of facing the world alone? I know […]

I carry with me a darkness that prevents me from taking flight, a burden of thoughts that possess and bars me from the light. I thought that I should name it to understand and will it away but names tend […]

I heard your question. I strove to answer. The words swelled in my throat, they got stuck, wiggling their way out, writhing, tearing at my windpipe – You just stood there. You just stared at me. But the words were […]

I am waiting to disperse, I’m almost on the verge of dissipating – let my components find rest if that’s the only kind of rest to find… I’m ready to slip past the past, the present, and into the future, […]

Two o’clock at night; got up and lit the lamp – how long did I sleep, how long been awake? Darkness presses down, the lamp struggles sympathetically helpful to keep it at bay. I walked through a large and cold […]

Standing there alone wondering who those people are and what they think. Milling around me, talking, but the words do not make sense. It’s endless humming without meaning, and it tires me out. From a distance every word sounds like […]

“How good for you, to travel alone, it’s so empowering!” “A modern woman shouldn’t wait for anyone; run your own show, do your own thing!” “I’m so impressed that you went all on your own!” I know there is no […]

The wreaths laid out, the coffin so white it blinds on sight. Or perhaps it was the light in the chapel that hurt my eyes. The tapestry at the altar; interwoven roots – left in the room now root cut […]

I wake in the middle of the night with outstretched arms reaching for that which slips out of my grasp – the world, life, sanity, a future worth living in, dreams worth dreaming that actually stand a chance of coming […]