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Teri Skultety

Poetess. Novelist.

Fairy Wails

Coming soon… Fairy Wails Where is this hero Who is so oft spoke of? Where it this mythological man, Who saves the day, Who mends the heart And lights the way? Where is the hero Who wasn’t fucked up by his mother? Who melts the bitterness of betrayal? Who elevates […]

Saint Joan

I’ve fallen in love with the work of Joan Didion. Her observations on life, her dealings with grief, with the death of both her husband and her daughter within two years of one another, her belief in the value of introspection, of sorting ones own thoughts, arranging them in a […]

Let It Ride

Currently editing and proofreading “Gold Mine” for publication sometime before the end of the year.   Let it Ride April 2008 Let’s blur the edges, Break the rules, Drink coffee at midnight, Rye at dawn, Let’s stay awake to solve some mystery, Or write one. Paint a picture, Throw stones […]

In October We Do…

In October we honor traditions. We do October movies, there are many… this is a good one… we read this poem… Theme in Yellow By Carl Sandburg I spot the hills With yellow balls in autumn. I light the prairie cornfields Orange and tawny gold clusters And I am called […]

Meaningful

I believe that love fights for the meaningful, for depth and matter, in a world that seems to strive to be no deeper than the flat surface of a mirror, the centimeters of a puddle on the sidewalk. On one hand, things are only things and we are just passing […]

Psalm

Psalm Lead us into hands That will care for us and keep us safe Onto paths that know the way, When we are lost and cannot find it on our own, Keep us in the light, Or light the dark we wander in Enough to see, Save our souls from […]

Too, as in, Also…

fromΒ  ‘Gold Mine’ _____this true heart______________ I will write your name on every breath from now until forever, forget you never, know that I have not let go of this true heart. Forgiving you and him and them and everyone, everything, sing ever louder, stronger, taking claim of every wind […]

Letting Go of the Tiger’s Tail

If you’ve got the tiger by the tail, then doesn’t the tiger have you as well? I thought something was hanging onto me, that I couldn’t shake loose. That could be, but it could also be that I was holding onto whatever it was.Β  So, I’m going to let go […]

dream girl

From Mythica to Ithaca and all points in between, they told their tales about her, as if she were a dream, as if she had no feelings, as if she had no heart, they told their tales about her, this Lady Scarlet. He is Midnight His sword is Moonlight, his […]

Loralee, An Excerpt

Loralee Chapter Four Miss Tulsa Pie   Loralee’s phone was ringing on the nightstand. She knocked over an empty glass as she reached for it. Her mascara had congealed, making it nearly impossible to open her eyes all the way. She’d broken one of the cardinal rules of being a […]

It Is Still Beautiful. Chris Cornell.

Grunge is the music that my generation created, whether the label of “grunge” is one that was met with approval or acceptance or not. Passionately philosophically divested in many ways from the heavy metal and “pretty” hair bands and glam bands of the heyday of “sex, drugs, and rock and […]

Heart.

The days get long. We hope to be so much more than we are. We hope to be enough. Then we hope to be enough for ourselves again. To have enough heart for that.  

Real Myths

Real Myths. Tall, dark, long and lean, Arrows in the slipstream. Super sonic, sub atomic, Wet dream, Cross that man and taste the mean. Step outside, You ain’t comin’ back in, And you don’t mess around with Jim. Sharp blade. Well-played. The only reason that I stayed, Until they rolled […]