last night i wanted to carve the question
what is wrong with me
into my skin
the sick girl in my house
believes that god
only answers questions written in blood
the sick girl in my house
only loves boys
with teeth that gnash so loud
you hear gunshots when you kiss them
the girl in my house
ties her own ropes
and leaves them hanging around our room
she says
that they’re lovely ornaments
some nights i cry
because im so scared for her
im scared she’ll leave me again
and lend me to the monster under our bed
he says the only way out is the hurt
the hurt that defiles our thighs and ankles
but ill look into the eyes
of the sick girl in my house
and tell her
that relief has a price
and we must not pay
the monster anymore
Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 12:40 PM UTC
when you plucked the petals from my lips
and left me wilting in your arms
i could feel the little mice of freedom
curl up and die in my throat
how they would screech
if they were to make it off my tongue
your kisses felt like vultures
snatching baby birds from the nest of my mouth
those fragile white doves
i’ll never see them again
Mar 3
Mar 3, 2026 at 2:17 PM UTC
fox tails caught in my dress
love liquor warming my insides
the moon is dripping with wine
form the fetus among my fishnets
run your hands across my stomach,
fingers stuck in the blushing decay of my thighs
my body hugging at the parasite writhing within
Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 4:59 PM UTC
your life makes me realize the weight of death
you were a spark of light in my belly
and now that you’re gone
i can feel worms gnawing at your absence
worms with little angel wings
blessing the flesh where you resided with earth
now, this wound is swollen
boiled and painful to the touch
but i know soon you will scab, and then scar
and remain another memory embedded in my skin
i will never try to fill the hole you left
with pain or drugs or other selfish articles
i know this hole is a prayer
a new space to fill with love
a space to let flower, little white petals of grief
Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 4:49 PM UTC