Poetry of all sorts are welcome. Send submissions to msinkblot@gmail.com.

Everything breaks me apart.

The sky clear above me, the touch of air, of skin, of blue

That single dew-infused membrane that extends from you to me.

When the world widens within my soul, I can feel my eyes open to 

cry, my limbs shivering-- internal quakes; earth shakes.

Because I am- raw, skin-frail, a newborn being

Entombed within this fresh chrysalis, flown from an exterior planet:

A crystalline extraterrestrial, I soak up the atmosphere of this 

planet as a plant drinks sunlight.

I am still new; a single syllable, a capsule indivisible.

When I close my eyes, I see an expanse of horizon

underneath my eyelids, sinking deep as through 

an infinite sea of thought till mind is rendered 

substance-less, an endless well of non-being.

Everything breaks me apart.