Your fingers will never be enough, To count the number of times They called you a slut. But your soul, your soul is armoured enough, Their grenades are the seeds you were born from. They have built a warzone out of your body, You’re the country they fight over. But you never asked to […]
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Always put on lipstick, even if you don’t leave the house. Donate your spare change to a homeless woman with a dog. Have fries with that shake. Delete your Facebook. Splurge in the grocery store. Leave a tip at the diner. Always wear clean underwear for the paramedics in case a driver smashes you into […]
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Kill the part of you that believes it can’t survive without someone else. Start with the hands. The feeble way they shake holding your morning coffee, the way they did his dishes, his laundry, so willingly. How they itch from the want of undressing his memory. All lonely. All empty – you. Cut them off. […]
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She’s an ashen statue, strung with celestial lights. We’re cloaked in smoke, do our mirrors deceive? I’m just some skin and soul soaked in kerosene She will carry me to a field of flames There I’ll burn the cold and melt my mouth sew my lips, so the processed letters can’t fall out From the […]
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Is this folly? To bind ourselves, flesh to flesh, in blood and brokenness and whisper, in defiance, against the dark: ‘til death. To mock futility, souls conjoined, despite the mortal sting and laugh in the face of emptiness with this communion sweet. To die daily, for love asks more than words—it demands our life: every frail […]
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I lose my way in the translation of these emotions into poetry. I don’t think there is a word for this kind of love, how it sings from deep within my bones until my skin shivers and my blood begins to boil at the sound of your voice. I tried to write you a letter […]
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Oh, there’s something coiled around my chest again. I did not know that snakes could hibernate until this one woke up. Have you ever heard the sound of the world bleeding? I can right now. It is roaring in my ears and I cannot hear my heart beat. I am wide open and gaping; all […]
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Riding the train home at 8 AM, diffused light stings. I squint past my own reflection to a view I love in the morning. But not this morning. The trees and apartment buildings crawl by, my own face a pastel shadow on their facades. Even resting my fingers on my throat hurts. Last night pins […]
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eighteen shades I am eighteen shades of blue eighteen shades and my kneecaps they’re throbbing my wrists my veins my eighteen shades eighteen I am so very sore my lips are frozen to the bottle my toothbrush is in my jean jacket front pocket eighteen shades of blue of why of when eighteen shades of […]
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