Poet of the Month 013: KARYS PK

KARYS PK
2013

WITHOUT ANYBODY

 

 

it is not until
the middle of the night
that I know loneliness
is simply blood that
never bled out,

 
it is knowing you
could have but
you are still
going without.
 

 

 

*

TONE-DEAF HEART

 

the day you looked the prettiest
to me was the day you told me that
maybe love really did exist

 
and i swear you shone,
like the lights from the ends
of your fingertips
were calling you home

 
and i couldn't fill my lungs
or feel my tongue and
even my tone-deaf heart
could have sung

 
and i asked if you meant
what you said, and you
said, "i do"

 
as you tried to make eye contact
with the boy across
the room.
 

 

 

Published online 14 December 2013
© 2013 towritepoems

 

 

The following biographical statement appears on the poet's Tumblr blog.  [It is re-posted here for recommendation purposes only and, like the poems, remains its author's exclusive copyright-protected intellectual property.]

 

DETAILS:

   My name is Karys.

   I am sixteen years old.

   I am five foot three.

   I am naturally a blonde.

   I am bilingual.

   I am allergic to bananas.

   I am lactose intolerant.

   I am Canadian.

   I am gay.

   I am gifted in English Literature.

   I am unhappy.

 

 

Karys PK's descriptions of loneliness and longing are among the most genuinely moving and eloquent I have ever read. 

 

 

 

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