jacob erin-cilberto : Writing

her green thumb

her green thumb

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


her green thumbredress the liliesinto roses,the flower pickers think they are all Julietin bloomand the Romeo voidis just temporary exilefrom a garden..
the ties of destiny's child

the ties of destiny's child

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


the ties of destiny's child superfluous blues union dues and black eyed susans with dirty faces and pumice scraped hands ..
May 1984--the final tour

May 1984--the final tour

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


May 1984- the final tour frenzied guitars burnt voices frozen in memory brown eyes ablaze in tone deaf stare she ..
Thoreau's Getaway in Theoretical Woods

Thoreau's Getaway in Theoretical Woods

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Thoreau's Getaway in Theoretical Woods rustic intrigue wilderness fingers touch urban skin a slight rustling in the concrete boun..
the prism of the moon

the prism of the moon

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


the prism of the moon spitfire jeans of adolescent denim prolific pockets speak a backseat language dawn breaks, and curfe..
love in the arctic waters

love in the arctic waters

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


love in the arctic waters within the icicles pictures of you frozen into my mind the points sharp, they dazzle, then fall to ..
Still Carrying your Books in my Mind

Still Carrying your Books in my Mind

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Still Carrying your Books in my Mind a reprimanded student of love detention with no touch lips mumbling alone not touc..
Orange Crush and Irrelevant Neighbors

Orange Crush and Irrelevant Neighbors

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Orange Crush and Irrelevant Neighbors severed mountain a cluster of small family trees still intact but wavering in a mournful..
stream of consciousness with no conscience

stream of consciousness with no conscience

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


stream of consciousness with no conscience intermediate adjectives identify proper people with improper verbiage and adverb hand..
secret santa

secret santa

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


secret santa there are flies in the pantry opened wounds scar tissue wrapped in red ribbon a bow on the heart damaged goods..