trauma – Page 3 – Wordflower Poetry

a fire burning low, with ashes and some unburnt square pieces of wood

The front door creaks open — stillness interrupted — heavy footsteps cross the threshold, the waft of body odour displacing fresh air, a familiar voice can be heard, 1 February 202624 February 2026

A glow-inspired ramble and rant after Invasion Day 2026 [reblog] 30 January 202630 January 2026

A foxy tale: Episode 23 30 January 202630 January 2026

A different day — an ocean pool — more forgetting — a smile that once would have fluttered a heart — no scalpels and luck holds firm 29 January 20266 July 2026

A foxy tale: Episode 22 28 January 202628 January 2026

A foxy tale: Episode 21 26 January 202627 January 2026

A foxy tale: Episode 20 24 January 202624 January 2026

What the heck is a Longette? 16 January 20263 April 2026

the die, recast 15 January 202615 January 2026

page of a notebook showing writing and drawings. the drawings are of a life-size cockroach and an enlarged tardigrade or moss piglet. the notes relate to the poem and include its title

Sunset on the human race / A tardigrade could do better / Traditions get mangled, entangled, star-spangled / Genocide as a form of tourism: A slam poetry-esque Longette Lite* from the deviser 14 January 202614 August 2026