why write?

I have to write what I hear in my head, what I dream in my sleep, what my bones ache to express.

My poems tell stories of strength, love, regret, disobedience, loss, hope, redemption, and whatever whispers to you.

—Cindy B. Stevens

Books Available

My first collection of poetry, Naked, is available for $12.00 at http://mainstreetragbookstore.com/product/naked-cindy-stevens/


For local readers, books are also available at:

Purple Crow Books in Hillsborough, NC

The Regulator Bookshop in Durham, NC



16 October 2020

indigo beach

I posted three lines from “indigo beach” on 4 September 2019.  The short poem was published this year in Heron Clan VII, so here’s the entire short:


indigo beach

 

my sand-washed mind

moon dominated

it flows

it ebbs

tides mute my thought

 

there’s an indigo streak embedded in my night

it lures my twilight

it blinds my stars

 

© 2020

Cindy B. Stevens




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10 October 2020

looking out my mirror

The poem, “looking out my mirror”, began as a workshop prompt exercise.

Here are five lines:

 

if I were trapped in my body

 

would my memories be enhanced with unnecessary spices

 

could my though



ts move a chair in the wrong direction

 

my mirror frames my pain

 

I’m trapped in my own body

 

© 23 October 2016

Cindy B. Stevens

 

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04 October 2020

look for my laugh


When Rose’s Meat Market & Sweet Shop still held hands in Durham, “look for my laugh” was written.  I revised it recently; here are a few lines:

 

I drive to Morgan’s Imports near Rose’s Sweets & Meats

or Meats & Sweets

 

I need a sympathy card

wish I could pair that verse with this cover

 

I drop my multiple choices

spy a lost card corner beneath the cabinet

 

rescue, read

heads turn

look at me when I laugh out loud

 

© 12 September 2020

Cindy B. Stevens

 

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28 September 2020

predicament

“predicament”, a raw poem that takes place in two phases of the subject’s life


sharing the last stanza of sections 1 and 2:

 

1

 

I avoid my friends when I cry

I want only to fix my life

live someplace where nobody hits

no friends to dodge

no welted handprints

I want to own my face




2


silent tears leak on my way to work

spill over my face

ruin my mascara

I want to fix my life

live someplace where nobody hits

I want to own my body

 

© 26 June 2019

Cindy B. Stevens

 

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22 September 2020

I remember to forget your birthday


The first stanza of “I remember to forget your birthday”:

two days ago, I remembered your birthday had passed

I didn’t think about it

or about you

I don’t miss anything about you

even though your photo still sleeps in my desk drawer, face down

when I pull it open, I don’t feel your eyes on me

 

© 18 August 2020

Cindy B. Stevens

 

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16 September 2020

give me an angel

 The following pantoum is in my chapbook, Naked, published by The Main Street Rag Publishing Company:


give me an angel

 

every time I ignore God’s kiss

another fieldstone is dry stacked on my wall

Lucifer brings his morning light

curtains my windows with disobedience

 

another fieldstone is dry stacked on my wall

my faith, sometimes soft as lambskin

curtains my windows with disobedience

I am God’s challenge

 

my faith, sometimes soft as lambskin

it’s easier to unstack the miles of wall

I am God’s challenge

return stones to their field homes

 

it’s easier to unstack the miles of wall

give me an angel who will extinguish my Lucifer

return stones to their field homes

rescue me from rubble

 

give me an angel who will extinguish my Lucifer

burn my disobedient curtains

rescue me from rubble

every time I ignore God’s kiss

 

© 2018     Cindy B. Stevens

 

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13 September 2020

The Mugg-A Virtual Storyteller Series

An evening show with

poets, writers, singers, and comedians

Date:  Thursday, 17 September
 
Time:  7 p.m. to 8:30 p.m. EDT
 
Cost:  FREE
 
Register for your free ticket at

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10 September 2020

tail feathers

random thoughts frequently run through me; “tail feathers” begins with a random line, shared here, along with the first and last stanzas:

 

tail feathers

 

I wonder if it hurts when a pigeon drags tail feathers on concrete

 

Jonathan Byrd’s song, “Father’s Day”, made me cry

not because my father’s gone

but because I don’t miss him

my feathers stir shame with cement in my bag of sand

because I miss his absence

 

 

sometimes, my wings sing lonely

my songs oil my feathers

oil will get me where I’m going

it won’t take me home

 

© 19 October 2019

Cindy B. Stevens

 
















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09 September 2020

The Mugg - A Virtual Storyteller Series

 An evening show with poets, writers, singers, and comedians.

 

Date:  Thursday, 17 September

 

Time:  7 p.m. to 8:30 p.m. EDT

 

Cost:  only your time

 

Register for your free ticket at


 https://hemedstories.com/the-mugg

 

 

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06 September 2020

The Mugg-A Virtual Storyteller Series

An evening show with

 poets, writers, singers, and comedians

 

Date:  Thursday, 17 September

 

Time:  7 p.m. to 8:30 p.m. EDT

 

Cost:  only your time

 

Register for your FREE ticket at


 https://hemedstories.com/the-mugg

 

 

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04 September 2020

I watch me die



 The second stanza from “I watch me die”:

 

a chilly fog

I kneel

my hands, forehead touch ground

my body’s a faded pair of blue jeans

knees, a thread-bare faith

 

© Cindy B. Stevens

6 November 2018

 

 #kneel #eternity #fall #strength #Art #ArtlixirPoetry #InstaPoetry #Life #MicroPoetry #Poem #Poet #PoetsOfInstagram #PoetryCommunity #PoetryIsLife #PoetryIsNotDead #PoetryLovers #PoetryOfig #PoetryOfInstagram #PoetryPorn #PoetSociety #SpilledInk #Thoughts #Word #Write #Writer #WritersCommunity #WritersLife #WritersOfInstagram #Writing

 

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29 August 2020

shallow grave


The following poem was published in The Phoenix, Pfeiffer University’s literary journal:



shallow grave

Satan and God argue
about me
I can’t hear them
but I feel the rift

I keep my distance
I know to dodge their fire
ice
earthquake

I walk while I die
I suck in the Holy Spirit’s
second-hand smoke because
I won’t let her into my house

I never go far enough
they always find my shallow grave
where my shallow words
my shallow life lie

they pull me from my dirt
hose me off
dry me with their white hot light
each says there’s always hope

God and Satan argue
about me
one says I’m too far gone
one says I show promise

© 2019 Cindy B. Stevens
Published in The Phoenix, Pfeiffer University

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23 August 2020

ode to breakfast


I used to love breakfast, for any meal, but now I can’t eat traditional breakfast foods.  Here are seven lines from my “ode to breakfast”:

before my diagnosis I could eat pie for breakfast
graham cracker crust
butterscotch filling
meringue top

great grandma’s pumpkin recipe

day old pie
even better

© 1 January 2020
Cindy B. Stevens

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19 August 2020

The Mugg-A Virtual Storyteller Series

 The Mugg-A Virtual Storyteller Series

 A evening show with poets, writers, singers, and comedians.

 Date:  Thursday, 20 August

 Time:  7 p.m. to 8:30 p.m. EST

 Cost: only your time

 Register for your free ticket at:     https://hemedstories.com/the-mugg

17 August 2020

black ice


The following poem was published in the Heron Clan VI anthology:

black ice

my winter
harsh
holds me captive

black ice
camouflages
my daffodils

thirst sparks my thaw
pardon prods my frosty debris
mercy loves me more than I despise myself

© 2019 Cindy B. Stevens
Published in the Heron Clan VI anthology


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11 August 2020

listen





Five lines from “listen”:

God has tried to talk to me
still tries
probably
I don’t want to hear
I cover my ears

© 12 June 2020
Cindy B. Stevens

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05 August 2020

no rehearsal

The first lines from each stanza of a three stanza poem, “no rehearsal”:

visitors file forward

family processes

we await comfort words

© 9 March 2020
Cindy B. Stevens


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30 July 2020

remember me #2


My last post contained lines from the first of a pair; so here are some lines from the second of the pair, “remember me”:

#2

I remember
the bread
the wine
on my tongue

when birds sing my morning


when my horizon crackles fire colors

every time I breathe rain

on my tongue
the wine
the bread
I remember

© 12 June 2020
Cindy B. Stevens

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24 July 2020

remember me #1

These are some lines from the first of a pair, “remember me”, which came as I listened to the litany before the Eucharist:


 # 1

how can I forget

when it’s you who holds my cries until they’re silent
when we both feel winter’s cold sting
on my skin, in my bones, my heart
when it’s you who feels my terror
when I try to starve the desperate voices in me

remember me

© 3 July 2020
Cindy B. Stevens

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