Natalie DevlinEyes of OwnershipThis is a hyperbolic metaphorical poem describing ordinary occurrences, a new style of satirical social commentary I’ve been playing with…Mar 9, 2021Mar 9, 2021
Natalie DevlinJob application as bartenderMy ideal job keeps me on my feet and busy throughout the shift. I've spent most of my working life in the service industry because I love…Dec 10, 2020Dec 10, 2020
Natalie DevlinStone PrisonFaces like clear glass windows Only not so clear Not glass. How to shatter such faces? Countless faces hold us captive Inside. Eyes like…Sep 12, 2020Sep 12, 2020
Natalie DevlinMemories in MarshesRounding the grassy bend against a lightly trickling tidal current, I pause to look and listen. My feet slowly sink to the ankle in thick…Apr 9, 2020Apr 9, 2020
Natalie DevlinOur Feudal Future AwaitsThere are three kinds of people in this capitalist world: People who have everything, people who have nothing, and people who have just…Apr 3, 2020Apr 3, 2020
Natalie DevlinTo drown or to breakThere is a surge. And there’s no denying. Money is the word that even auto correct is trying to stop me from writing. Sooo…. You’re either…May 4, 2019May 4, 2019
Natalie DevlinTrue story of how I shook off a suitor.Three satellites running round and round, get too close and you’ll all crash to the ground. Keep your orbit or kill, yeah it will. Sorry…Dec 17, 2018Dec 17, 2018
Natalie DevlinWriting is just like baking, especially writing a book.Right now I feel like I’m kneading dough, slowly working in more flour to turn a gooey, sticky mess into something with form and substance…Nov 29, 2018Nov 29, 2018
Natalie DevlinHopesMy greatest hope in life is to balance the razor’s edge between success and suffering. True that suffering can work one thin to the point…Nov 17, 2018Nov 17, 2018