Dharma Wheel by Jesse Mitchell   I am a diamond tipped hurricane, tornado filled with shards of glass…and streaks forever of violet, blue and red, neon gas light bending on behind. I am 100% a part of you, 100% of you; the thick dimpled plastic covering, vinyl bags, a bit of skin, a pinch of [...]

Riverside, CA by Jesse Mitchell Losing words like aneurysm, stroke Blood clot…falling like paint at my canvas feet… hemorrhage, cardiac arrest Leaving bloody stains on the floor Words like blood soaked waves Stains on The mirrored floor Reflecting back the saintly souls floating, Breathing above my head Kwan Yins and beautiful magic Madonnas Bodhisattvas Hermits [...]

flame Eaters by Jesse Mitchell When your eyes were turned away When your black eyes were turned away Half-closed And looking far off Is when you lost me, Sightlessly lost me In the thick darkness The dark barely-here-shadows And the wild sounds Of wild things. Lost in the places of fires And slow trains and [...]