Rosalind Gale : Writing

Nebraska Queer

Nebraska Queer

A Poem by Rosalind Gale


For Juliet
Out Of Light

Out Of Light

A Poem by Rosalind Gale


The cracks in my hands are black - As I mourn everything you once were. The fireplace is sunk in ash, All clocks have struck dead - Our house pale..
Poetry Found Dead

Poetry Found Dead

A Poem by Rosalind Gale


A report is coming in that a large amount of poetry has been found dead. The poetry was found near Parliament Hill Fields early this morning ..
Crow Pecks At B***h

Crow Pecks At B***h

A Poem by Rosalind Gale


Man is flawed. His dead soul replete of shade. The physical, a Brechtian outsider - Spits, talks to audience naked But for bloody ankles, ..
Pink Floyd Played My Room

Pink Floyd Played My Room

A Poem by Rosalind Gale


Bloody cankerous psyche, shifting from one Black lap of scrutiny, piercing, To the lucid shriek of the altar - To the sluice. Flooded..
Pregnant Woman

Pregnant Woman

A Poem by Rosalind Gale


Bursting, I thud onto the fullest of all pathways -Near empty room with only dust, blank walls,Sealed porch, square built.In my yard, rain drenches an..
Kansas Skylight

Kansas Skylight

A Poem by Rosalind Gale


Dedicated with love to Wichita, Kansas, to pregnant women everywhere, and to my mom -
Ritual

Ritual

A Poem by Rosalind Gale


A skinny colorless drained soulThat spits out nothing keeps a constantJoyful stasis, notAsking for anything.A skinny colorless drained soulRefutes the..
Near Dark Heaven

Near Dark Heaven

A Poem by Rosalind Gale


Shelled, cratered. My structure obliterated. Hurt hard for flailing. I want you. A simple thrall, I would wear. Sticky picks do not stick - I..
Wide Awake Ain't The Blues

Wide Awake Ain't The Blues

A Poem by Rosalind Gale


Dedicated to Icaros13 -