Tag Archives: the complex heart

the perseids fall

Posted on August 16, 2016 by Kat Heatherington

the perseids fall. the weather breaks, sharp heat turning to sudden wind and sometime rain. i stand at the kitchen sink, scrubbing what remains of your life. a photo of the most beautiful work your hands ever made. the thing … Continue reading →

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what to remember

Posted on October 13, 2015 by Kat Heatherington

remember not that you argued with your sister, but that you sang in the kitchen alone, and the house remembered a sound it had not heard in years. remember fireflies blinking slowly in the roadside dark and a night sky … Continue reading →

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predation

Posted on May 21, 2015 by Kat Heatherington

i forgive myself for choosing to be a predator. for sharp teeth and an active imagination. for killing my meat, in an age when killing is a luxury, not a need. i forgive myself for raising birds to be slaughtered, … Continue reading →

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the brightness of the sky/ overwhelms my eyes

Posted on May 21, 2015 by Kat Heatherington

i am always turning away from you. seven years of arrival and departure without continuance at the center, the motion away built into the motion toward. brightest love of my life from whom i must turn, whose desires i could … Continue reading →

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avoidance

Posted on May 21, 2015 by Kat Heatherington

my hands are hardening as my heart softens. i try to hurry the process and things tear. blisters rise and sting. i bruise too easily, fall too fast. the massive cottonwoods humble and reduce me. i get small, laying on … Continue reading →

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needs

Posted on May 21, 2015 by Kat Heatherington

to say, you are meeting my needs is also to say, i have needs and today, you fill them. it is also to say, i need you. dangerous ground, the breakwater, the undertow land pulling out to sea. i need … Continue reading →

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