Riley welch is a poet from texas living in colorado. She posts three original poems a week. 


Peeling off perfectly glossed
Sheets and sheets
The tug on your cuticle
Is satisfaction

And connections are attempted
Barely finished
Never finished
I say attempted
Because they are not to be confused
For complete
But if one thing gets deciphered
Maybe everything can be figured out
For instance
If one thing is figured out
How to succeed at one thing
At one facet of the world
It could be patterned into everything
If once thing is learned
All things can be learned

Cross page metaphors
Do one, do them
Everything becomes a routine
Laundry loads
One after another
Empty the lint catcher
Pour the detergent
Shut the door, check it's locked,
Three times
Routine is comfortable

Especially when you do it right,
Over and over and over.

Riley Welch


Running Backwards