is this clarity
or hormones?
how awful
i cannot tell the difference
is that even fair?
the body i am meant
to love
to trust
to protect
can't even tell me
the truth
Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 2:22 AM UTC
an arrow through the ears
straight shot
an indian killing the voracious
white man
the disastrous white man
who ***** **** up
and calls people by
the wrong *******
country
Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 2:20 AM UTC
the pond is shallow
the water is murky
i can't see my reflection
the water keeps its ripples
because every time i see
my face i want to
cry loudly because i am
just as thin as water
just as shapeless and unassuming
the water is murky
because my shoes are muddy
and i keep kicking up
rocks
Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 2:17 AM UTC
you are dangerous
even with fake memories
the hope never died
***
petals will drown me
in the comfort of their scent
I trust nothing else
***
can you hold me once?
it does not need your feelings
just let me touch you
***
in the dim light here
I can imagine your lips
staining all my skin
***
aching and waiting
we flourish only to die
that's no life for me
Dec 26, 2018
Dec 26, 2018 at 4:31 PM UTC
I've yet to write of the child in me
that kept you close
and made you smile
I've yet to write of the terror in me
that held life and death
on a precariously short leash
I've yet to write of my love for you
though draining and awkward
was the love meant for this soul
take me to where the light
follows the waves to my feet
as she settles in
behind the horizon
and I will write my final words
at dusk
in the hours that remain
in the moments I have saved
in the grace of the setting Sun
Aug 13, 2018
Aug 13, 2018 at 12:41 PM UTC
the meadow calls
in many forms
the pages
of these books
the subtle cry
of piano keys
the tears from my eyes
as I remember
who I miss
Aug 7, 2018
Aug 7, 2018 at 10:36 PM UTC
When you love someone
optimism
spurs incentive
gives you reason
to overlook
the red flags
hanging about their castle
no matter how
sporadically
they flow in the wind
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 5:05 PM UTC
The doves, the doves
they fall from the heavens
for you, love
The doves, the doves
at your feet
they bow and kiss
your sores
heal your wounds
The doves, the doves
in your locks of brown and bark
they tangle
bring flowers for you
sprinkle their petals into your strands
The doves, the doves
they breathe your scent
lavender incense,
the first snow of winter,
trees and moss
The doves, the doves
lost in your eyes,
agleam, a striking color
mimicking the forests,
soft,
kind
The doves, the doves
they melt
at the chime of your voice
you laugh
you sing
like jingling bells
riding the winds
The doves, the doves
they worship your compassion,
the way you stroke their necks
and kiss their beaks
with such ginger touches,
absolutely mesmerizing,
ruffling their feathers
The doves, the doves
will follow you
until their wings
no longer sprout feathers
they will raise generations
to fill their spaces
to continue their love
for as long as you live
they will love you
your children
and your children’s children
The doves, the doves
will cry tears
of sunflowers
when you pass
and will scorn the Gods
when they take you
from them.
Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 9:17 PM UTC
waiting for a
real voice
but when i
did not respond
for a mere second
they hung up on me
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 2:55 AM UTC