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Sep 2020 · 242
Spaces Between
I don’t know the names of your children and can’t recall your husband’s face outside of the fact that he has a square jaw and like me he is not classically beautiful
My tongue remembers the spaces between each of your teeth and the distance between your breast and navel is near that of your earlobe and collar bone
Please forgive me for never being able to imagine you conventional a woman who keeps house and walks a family dog before putting kids to bed
I remember the heat of your fingertips and your eyes unblinking wild that summer we jumped fences to explore the intimacy of our friendship
I saw your skin glistening under water moon-drenched and held the small of your back in my palm my heartbeat felt in every part of me
Lips stained mouthfuls of dirt cheap wine sediment on our tongues swirling toward the bottom as we pulled air from each other’s lungs
WIP - would love feedback
Nov 2015 · 791
Winter Bones
This morning your side of the bed was cold. I’m not used to this.

We had an Indian Summer and on mornings you left early
remnants of your body heat
warmed and lulled me to sleep.
It’s November and it feels like winter in my bones.
The seasons passed over Autumn with no regard and we will travel through 5 states to find her.
We will
****
in strange beds, connecting by way of mouths, hands and words.
I always love your words whispered against my neck.
We will wake in towns with names that sound like a childhood game where you kissed your best friend on a dare.
When we find Autumn you will photograph her, because she’s beautiful and one day we’ll look back and admire how her beauty never faded.
We always noticed when she didn’t come around and every November we searched together for her.
Every November my heart beat differently.
May 2015 · 1.1k
Sea Change
I swirl like wreckage in her swells
She fills my mouth
briny
brackish
on my tongue
tides pool
between my teeth
reflecting stars
other worlds
Apr 2015 · 2.0k
A Formula for Standing Still
Surround yourself
with people who celebrate
your flaws
as your best qualities
dysphoria
a collective affliction
whiskey
the common cure
write of
dreams of grandeur
speak of
goals and intentions
concede to every hindrance
complicate each opportunity
commiserate
rationalize
recoil
undo
backslide
(repeat­)
The Forever a Sad Girl Guide to "Living"
Dec 2014 · 1.2k
Fervently Yours,
What is this sensation?

Y o u
in abundance
hand over fist
mouth over skin
spilling oceans and galaxies
between us
until I can’t tell if the stars are fish
(does what’s behind my eyes even exist?)

And I am starry eyed

bee-stung and bitten
smitten
Colored in
tender pinks
violets
and vermilion
mapping (my) skin
a reminder
places you've been

Colored by mouths
Colour in cheeks
hues I don’t recognize
imbued
this art
you've created
commands attention

I want to study
under you
drape myself over you
learn that perfect stroke
that paints me
pains me
frees me
and leaves me satisfied
Satisfied but wanting
always wanting
                everything
                            ­          you
                                                *­show me
Dec 2014 · 1.3k
Sunday 12 AM
I imagine futures
with you

You
in my mouth
under
my tongue
(behind my teeth)
dancing
across fingertips
taste on lips
You
taste (my lips)
like Saturday night
turned to
Sunday morning

quivering t o g e t h e r
fingers pressed
(into) shoulder blades
thighs pressed
holding t i g h t l y
mouths sharing
life
lungs sharing
breath

You
occupy places
behind my eyes
reside on
in and under
my skin
(and when)
You
whisper
"Good Night"
I roll
my tongue
across
my teeth
thinking of morning(s)
Dec 2014 · 887
memory retrograde
I have no use for negative
e m o t i o n s
No time
No want
to feel hateful
I just don’t
because really, what’s the point?
it’s wasted energy
(as many things were)
And I was never the cynic
darling

When dyspathy surfaces
I try to remember
a past life
when your eyes held
Mysteries
not
S E C R E T S
When your lips smiled
coy, enamoring
before revealing
dangerous canines

When sentiment takes hold
I remember
Your naked thigh
HER
******* on the floor
next to the bed
like a scene from a movie
I didn't care to see
but watched all the way through

I bounce between these
counteractive ideas
until there’s a harmony
you’re not a wolf
she’s not a raven
you’re just two people
from a story
(faces)
obscured by time
Shift in perspective, forward motion.
Oct 2014 · 414
Late October (10w)
I'm nostalgic for something that I don't know ever existed.
Oct 2014 · 2.5k
Vesper
The sky is thick with the expelled breaths of broken hearts. The stars are sharp like teeth, cutting through the night so young lovers can inhale other atmospheres.

The sky is thick with the expelled breaths of broken hearts. The stars are sharp like teeth and cut through the night giving young lovers glimpses of other atmospheres.
Sep 2014 · 3.6k
teeth
I glide my tongue along the edges
of your teeth
noting tiny details of each
wanting to fill the spaces between
teeth
ribs
fingers
temples
settling into grooves and crooks
memorizing arcs and angles
the circumference of that dimple
the break in your clavicle
You are filling my thoughts and palms
with elements and idea(l)s
oceans and orbs
I collect them carefully
press them to my lips
like (your)
fingertips and wrists
and squeeze them
to my chest
where breath and words swell
feelings stir
Sep 2014 · 711
Fo(u)r Hours
So this is what it feels like to smile.
Splayed like graffiti across my face
a sideways smirk
coquettish
beaming
and that secret dimple (my dead giveaway) has no place to hide
You ask me to drive around the block a few more times
and play you some songs
like we have all the time in the world
Sep 2014 · 2.1k
Smiling at Strangers
A man stopped me in a bar to tell me I was beautiful with so much sincerity that I didn't think for a moment that he was trying to **** me. I thanked him. He told me to have a great day.
I lock eyes with passersby and think sometimes maybe they can envision a lifetime with me in that instant, or maybe they want to grab a cup off coffee and talk for hours like old friends.  
I realize that I'm smiling at strangers now with that flirtatious smirk that you told me made you nervous, I know this, because someone pointed out my dimple the other day.
Sep 2014 · 671
(REM)
I watched your lips move
I shook as if the plates shifted when your lips parted

The line from your chin to your neck could unclasp me altogether
but I will
compose - restrain - hold back

I want to walk the bridge of your clavicle
and take my time
unearthing secrets that exist
on the other side of your shoulder blades

I gasp again at my daydream
fingers over lips
processing my full emotions
where-when-how
I wait for lust to move

I am soft with hungry eyes
you feed me
with sharp wit that cuts to my core
Brilliance seeps out
through small holes in me
casting shadow puppets of lovelust and longing
on shimmering walls

I wake and immediately grieve
Sipping beer and trading verses with my lovely friend
Aug 2014 · 2.0k
Adrift
I want to sink
teeth in
press lips and sip from her collarbone
I suspect entire worlds exist in that space
between neck and shoulder
Sirens sing sailors toward cliffs
ridge of bone
alluring
(all luring)

beacons of light on shoulders
beckon
mouths on skin

I am a wreck
lapping at shores and I say tempt me
take me (under)
by wrists
push and pull
rippling at (your) will
I will learn to breathe underwater
or surface
awash
culled from seabanks

I am in your palm now
collected
as small things are
Aug 2014 · 919
After Thoughts
I am aware of
mouths touching
lips pressed
fingers grazing
ribcages
inner thigh
shoulder blades
I linger
a second more
lean in

— The End —