he passed
and stroked
the leaves

and the whole tree shivered
like they were waiting for him

the petals are wilting

with no water

no sunlight

no one to brush the dust from the stems
and ask them how they're doing

dear jade,

i think i’m going mad again.
it was raining the other night, a frightful storm. in my rush to get home, i thought i saw a shape on the floor and fell. it was only the street light reflecting off a puddle.

do you remember how hard i cried when we were last in school together? i was so much younger and i truly thought that was the deepest pool of my sadness. but i know now it isn’t.


love forever,

joanne

we were so beautiful
we burned so bright
until we burnt out

or at least that’s what i’m telling myself

i beg him to block out their songs
to shut his eyes
and ignore the blue sirens

but it’s obvious
he is stealing glances
when my back is turned
sharing the air
when my eyes are closed
closing the space
when i know

i don’t think i connect to humans

the same way
they connect
to
each
other

don’t try to act all ******* heroic
like i was a tragedy
like you knew me
like it’s affected you


i never knew anyone
and i was born with an empty room for a heart