PinnedEmily Kowaltwo mirrorsA crevice, like a sisyphus birth squeezed and reaching a reflection underfoot, smudged desperate prints on glass, toes stretchedNov 29, 2020Nov 29, 2020
Emily KowalscarsI cut my hand Jagged, raised skin traced the bone In shock I said I was fineJun 4, 2022Jun 4, 2022
Emily Kowalpins & needlesI strut home, deflating with each beat on the sidewalk To lick woundsJun 4, 2022Jun 4, 2022
Emily Kowal2 AMLying in bed Nose pressed Against my window screen I inhale the musty metallic smell That sits on my tongue, And look out on to The…Jun 4, 2022Jun 4, 2022
Emily KowalZoned OutI watched them skate back and forth, Illuminated by the amber sky And I sat on my porch. Constants let the mind fall docile, The…Jun 4, 2022Jun 4, 2022
Emily KowalAlwaysIn the summer When the grass was cold And never dirty I’d bathe in it and Look up at the clouds Waiting for the sound of my mother’s…Jun 4, 2022Jun 4, 2022
Emily KowalStars on My FeetMy toes touch and intertwine, reminds me Of the times I can’t remember. The floor is hard, cold, painted grey Substantial and heavenly…Jun 4, 2022Jun 4, 2022
Emily Kowal20 YearsShe sits On a stool Legs crossed like a lady Her hair weaved into a braid That begs to come undone.Jun 4, 2022Jun 4, 2022
Emily KowalWho’s looking?When I moved out of New York the ghosts left me. I no longer put my elbows up when turning a corner.Sep 26, 2021Sep 26, 2021
