Rio Jones Poetry

I put down my silverware and asked her
to dance. The living room rug was
some kind of orange,
both of us in socks.
I stared at the rug over her shoulder.
How did it get here?
How did we get here?

- Rio Jones

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I’m not afraid

I’m not afraid

If she were origami

If she were origami

Trapping season … Lobstahh

Trapping season … Lobstahh

At our roughest edges is where we used to fit together

At our roughest edges is where we used to fit together

She is careless with magic

She is careless with magic

If you wanted

If you wanted

Your shadow left an eyelash

Your shadow left an eyelash

Dialogue between the summer and the fall

Dialogue between the summer and the fall

The city breathes through metal grates

The city breathes through metal grates

Why wet winter clothese get left by the hot steam grates

Why wet winter clothese get left by the hot steam grates