white flakes of wintery snow
softly peck my face
his fingers caress my shoulders
warmth radiating from his body
making me draw him closer
I look up and gently plant a kiss
lingering for longer than needed
and finally I could fall

*** and THC and way too many eyes on me
I'm smoking dust the blades will rust and I'm left with one too many ways I trust
What's good, Jessica? I'm caught in this distress, I'm a
Deadly insane hurricane who wears a backless dress

I wanna be beautiful
But really I'm not suitable
For kissing, talking, walking, *******
Or whatever humans do
I wish I could remember how to be
But I never really knew
And now I'm tearing at the edges
Leaking sand and salt and dust from all my seams
What's this dream? It isn't sweet
Who's this stranger inside me?
I was gutted like a home and they've replaced all of my bones
Hello- my name is jade
I wear white and hate the shade
My eyes are brown, my hands are pink
And I just poured $50 down the sink

his eyes
were as
blue
as the way
he made me feel.

Why must you write,
& why must you sing,
Why must the bird
advent on her wing?

The anatomy tells
of grandeur, of things
you were made for
and long for,

were destined to bring.

I have always had
The compelling urge to leave
Where I feel welcome