Lilly Barels and Flb Present Ultraviolet Tribe


This is Lilly

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We met at Antioch University Los Angeles. She was my student but she was really my instant kindred. Because she lives in Hawaii and I'm in L.A. we decided to stay in touch by sending each other a poem every day for a month. We liked it so much that we kept doing it.  We highly recommend this to you and your best friend.  Here's our blog.

Ultraviolet Tribe

Here are two of our poems:

There’s no water here
In the drought
City of Quartz
Just your electric
Words and my inner
Salt. Waiting to leak
At the slightest provocation
Maybe someday we’ll stand
At the shore

my little Cytherea
With your dove eyes
And myrtle hair

The men riding foam stallions back to us

The children gathering
Star fish architecture tiny sea glass windows

Me trying
To be reborn

– FLB.


An ivory wave drizzles
against the sand.
Leaves its tracks,
Then disappears
like smoke and dust.

He carries the sea on his back.
The tide trails beside
broken bones,
perfect spirals of peach seashells.

The sky is ink.
A smudge.
Sensitive to the touch
like a bruised exhale.
It is just enough.
The sky.
To make everything else fade.

– LB

We're going to be asking for your poetry submissions soon.

Stay tuned.