Victoria

Victoria Feb 2021

I am a native woman
It runs in my veins, my skin, my bite
Barefoot to twine and leaves drizzle down
As I walk tirelessly through poison brush
To the lonesome crystal waterfalls, white stones
I contemplate my dagger, entering my being
Do you see now my flesh? My blood? My teeth?
What more must I prove? I would ask
But no, I am a woman
Natively

#woman

Victoria Jan 2021

Abuela

My grandmother sticks sewing pins in the walls
Sharp, invisible pins with the bulbs sticking out
She claims they moved there by themselves
True, I’ve never seen her do it-

But there’re needles in the floor
Tiny, sinister needles with the smallest eyes
She says she doesn’t mind them
Slides on her black slippers

And she walks

#family #house #sew #sewing #love #strength #hope

Victoria Dec 2020

Missing

I saw your shadowed twin last night
Under the open moon
And as I walked I heard your voice
So hushed with an echoed tune
Your scent dragged along the wind
All things I’ve missed the most
Your gentlest touch on my sleeping skin
My dear, my love, my ghost

#love #missing #apart #distance #separated #ghost #longing #yearn #wish #memories

Victoria Oct 2020

Hopeless

You lie to yourself saying
"It'll get better"
But you're on the verge of crying
In the empty warmth of his sweater

You're jealous of the things he can do
But you know that deep down the problem is you

You think about the days
You wrote him thousands of letters
Of promises and hopes and dreams
Guess that you're a destined debtor

He says that he believes in you
But what am I supposed to do?

#love #hope #sad #vent #loss

Victoria Oct 2020

A Scent That's All His Own

The homely honey musk that hangs against his chest,
Sweetly soft redolence left behind on worn clothes,
Long forgotten fireplaces, foggy lakes, bike accidents,
Gentle walks on beaten pathways and brisk fall mornings,
Clear showers with brightly fragrant soaps-

A scent that's all his own
The comfort I call home

#love

Victoria Aug 2020

Intangible Memories

I spend my lifetimes chasing the unfathomable
Resonance of nostalgia and melancholy that blends
Into my grandmother's bed, a storage box, a picture
Frame by frame they jumble together sepia toned like
Toys, music, buildings, the time you fell onto concrete
Walks to the schoolyard away from music box cradle songs
Your mother would sing to you before you slept
Wondering about the world, the unknown, the darkness
Overcoming you into the lulled unconscious playground
Spurring up the pain, the reminder, the tug from the beyond
The realm of describable, was it ever even here?

#childhood #memories #future #past #feelings #nostalgia #unknown

Victoria Aug 2020

Goodnight

Carry me in your arms to bed,
Against your chest, I’ll rest my head,
And even if I’m safe with you,
Know that all those promises I’ll keep true,
For now eyes speak, mouths hush, not to cry,
We’ll fall asleep to the heartbeat lullaby-
Fall asleep my love, to our lullaby

#love #sleep