A mirage shimmers over
White and blinding white
And it shimmers
It floats
And the bird
Blue
It shimmers
Crunch and snap and crunch and the blinding
And the grass
My legs
Cutting
Balancing
It’s a balancing act
And the mulberry tree
And the humming
The purr
The song
The cry
The tightness in my throat
The sweat on my back
And the blinding
Aug 16, 2020
Aug 16, 2020 at 9:50 AM UTC
You're like ambient snow
And the background thrum of heartache
Jan 21, 2020
Jan 21, 2020 at 10:15 AM UTC
Just give me a moment to **** off the last of the butterflies
That took up residency in my stomach the first time I saw you
Nov 20, 2019
Nov 20, 2019 at 9:07 PM UTC
I want you to pull my ribs apart
Softy
Gently
And ****** the air out of my lungs
To hold me
Quivering
Suspended above the earth
Nov 10, 2019
Nov 10, 2019 at 6:33 PM UTC
She was right
We were in some boys house
Soaking up the sun and melting into his couch
Or his lap
She tilted her head back and laughed at me
She said she was worried about me
She said that she was worried that i’d never been kissed
That the first time someone put their lip on my neck i’d fall apart
And i laughed to
At the idea that someone would want to press their lips to my pulse
And make it quicken
But when you pressed your mouth there
I understood
Because i did come apart
I broke into a million pieces
My seams loosened themselves
Until the patchwork scraps of my body fell away
I was solid
Liquid
Gas
Plasma
Swirling away
Dissolving into the air
And then your hands brought me back
And i was so in present
She was right
And i was so happy she had been
Because nothing has ever felt so good
As being pulled apart and put back together
Aug 31, 2019
Aug 31, 2019 at 10:56 PM UTC
Is it cruel that i want to do to you what every boy has done to me
I want to crush you
I want to make your heart ache
I want you to drag yourself across the floor to kiss my knees
My knees because you’ll be so heavy with love
That you can’t bring your lips any higher
But you’ll want to
My god you’ll want to
Aug 13, 2019
Aug 13, 2019 at 11:19 PM UTC
walk with me
hand and hand
across the moon
let’s leave our tracks in the dust
let’s
walk in circles and circles
and
curl our lips against the sky
and
burn our young tongues on the stars
Aug 13, 2019
Aug 13, 2019 at 9:55 PM UTC
I can’t look right at you
Because if i do you might disappear
Like a dream in the morning,
(when the yellow light is seeping in)
That slips from between your sleep soaked fingers
Out of the open window and into the air
I can’t look right at you
Because i might be blinded by the existence of you
Loud and bright and hot
Like a star
Like the sun
So overwhelming and painful to touch but so warm to be held by
Aug 13, 2019
Aug 13, 2019 at 6:18 PM UTC
there’s poetry in the bruises on your knuckles and the quiver of your lips
Aug 7, 2019
Aug 7, 2019 at 1:19 PM UTC