I think
the world
needs
more
of us
than we
can offer

Heaven rained on me,
I breathed in the petrichor,
Bathed in the downpour.

my sister’s cat died in my arms.

my sister’s cat,
who she never fed.
who she never snuggled.
who she never loved.

my sister’s cat,
who i fed.
who i snuggled.
who i loved.

i didn’t cry.
i didn’t mourn her.

but my sister
she sobbed.
she grieved.

is this not the way of the caregiver?

caring until the time to care is over?

and leaving the owner to mourn?

i’m sorry
for being the freak
your parents warned you about

and yes i do feel betrayed

betrayed by my body
my mind
my hands
my clothes

lust is an awful sin to get involved in

i’m sorry
that i miss you
when i don’t talk to you
for a while
i’m clingy
i know
but if you knew
what ****
i’ve been through
you’d be clingy too