Kyle Trujillo

Kyle Trujillo

Kyle Trujillo lives in Seattle, Washington with their partner and two cats. Between writing, they arrange and perform leftfield electronic music as ‘Uncanny Dandelions’. Since 2017 their poems have appeared in both print and digital formats, most notably with Unlikely Stories Mark V and Genre: Urban Arts. Kyle recommends the Sex Workers Project.

Invasive crawling bugs across the kitchen ceiling
Eating light bulbs to the socket
And candle wax and wicks
While night falls in,
More devouring.

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I learned your name under a crescent moon.
Your voice is the breeze on my remains.
I think you were holding the dreams
when we got cut apart and lost.

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In time I might forget myself
In course of vivid currents.
My bastard inclination
To wrestle with the ocean.

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You poisoned sad with stoning veins,
I dream of you in morning street
With angry hair, with open teeth
And drinking meat in concrete shade.

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You were very small at the time I admired you,
and from each glimpse across the water
​you seem only to have shrank away.

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Whether my path is ineffectual compared against
what justice I might sew if my strengths were applied elsewhere.
I convince myself with fear and escapefulness of
there is no pure good. No option only to heal or live as a clean breath in smoke.

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