Fawning From Vitality

A poem by Lily Selthofner, 2020.

Our House by Lily Selthofner.

29,200 days. 0.003425% today.

squeezing by,

importance creeps behind my ears, 

churning purpose from a pile of silly putty. 

swimming endlessly in thoughtful blunder

each mortal moment


time transcended

in the idle space of days wasted.

Sunshine, Early Spring

A poem by Lily Selthofner.

Monarch Fragments by Lily Selthofner

once in a lifetime.

behind my eyes i lie

cheek to cheek with the holy portal.

press my face into the ground.

submerge me in your comfort,

knees rugged with pressure. 

a champagne glint draws me like a compass – 

heat between skin and clothes: disrobe.

unleash your hidden gold.

eyes squinting against my sunlight

as I finally wander 

through galaxies and prairies alike.