These Homes Were Once A Dream - Katie Dooley
Joe has Katie Dooley on the show and they talk about the recent Sherman Alexie scandal, instagram poetry, editing (or lack thereof), poetry, and more.
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These Homes Were Once A Dream
by Katie Dooley
until the ghosts took over.
I thought I emptied my jar of ashes because god knows
how often I fall asleep with my hands
wrist-deep in soot.
I didn’t want to kill
the photo version of myself
but she wouldn’t stop haunting me,
tapping on my skull until I unlocked
the door next to my temple. I do not know how to let go
of promises. I take them to bed
and let them die.
I had to stop making them in fear of oversaturation.
I love the popping
sound punctured blood makes
but I can’t admit that.
Out loud, I’ll say I love red roses.
Even when I don’t. Even if I do,
I pretend to push everyone away
like a revolving door and I have done my job
right when at night I see my shadow pacing alone
against the wallpaper. This house
might’ve once been a dream but I don’t dream about home.
I think about leaving but the ghosts need company
to prevent complaints from neighbors.