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hannah 2d
the breeze makes a home
in my lungs
it
breathes for me
quietly
deliberately
fans and feeds
the tips and tails of
flame
between my lungs
a wildfire begging to be put out—
it
roars
anyway

i inhale
hannah Apr 9
Ready, aim…and fire!
            Chatter and laughter and explosions in the sky,
            Our youth burned out—then rose the mourning choir…
Ready? Aim and fire…
            We cling to wartime needs and the will to survive to acquire
            A win against the adversary, and not die.
Ready, aim, and fire.
            Chatter and laughter and explosions in the sky.
tried my hand at a triolet, and it was a lot harder than i thought!
hannah Sep 2016
I am your commander,
the player of the board.

I am only to ponder,
the moves I can afford.


So please,
do not begin to cry,
When I finally send you to die.
hannah Apr 17
your voice is a
low rasp
disguised as ambiance
you're a
wasp
and I’m the nest
you loud
little
pest
hannah Mar 31
The rope runs
Over my wrists
Soft like
Silk
Heavy like
The sun

It’s tied me down
To a flimsy little post
That wouldn't hold
Even a feather

Of the bird
That so desperately
Tries and tries and tries
To fly away
hannah Mar 29
Open circle
                                                  Chase your tail
Round and round



Round and round
                                               Open circle
   Chase your tail



Chase your tail
                                                  Round and round,
  Open circle.
hannah Dec 2024
chilling wind
on a grim night

a single shadow
hovers over a light

oh to be such a glow
at the hands of such blight

she’s now only a soul
adds to the death toll

reap her,
Reaper.
hannah 4d
empathy is
sitting down to eat
and pondering the
morality
of the god
who lets horrible things
happen
to people you'll never
meet
hannah 6d
“It’s there.”

“It’s where?”

“It’s there.”

She’s pointing at my
hair.

“What’s there?”

“Your fear, it’s
hiding behind
your hair.”

“I do not fear.”

“Yes, you lie.”

“I do not lie.”

“It's there, hidden
behind
your eyes.”

Set the doll
aside?
hannah Mar 11
i track the time
with each branch that grows
on the tree you planted
all those years ago

it was on a whim
you let the seed drop
"i'm here forever"
and yet, you're not

i track the time
with each leaf that sprouts
i'm here forever
i'll watch you, sprout
hannah Nov 2024
it sounds like fuzz
since you've left
it's almost funny

everything sounds fuzzy
and my soul grows frantic
all i can hear is the fuzzing

i wonder if you can describe the silence too,
hannah Nov 2024
i'll learn every constellation
to remember your eyes

for the flush upon your face
take a picture of the sky
every sunrise

i'll fall asleep in my coffee
just to see you in my dream

please-
please let me see-
please i want to see-
hannah Dec 2024
A cold like no other,
in the freezer aisle.

My hands are shaking.

Looking at ice cream we won't get,
retracing fading smiley faces
fogged on frosty glass,
in the freezer aisle.

My body is blue.

Cold to the bone,
Mom puts me back in the cart.
hannah Apr 13
To    ,
            
 Whom I relinquished my
     fears
     sanity
 heart, and my future for,
            soul
               being
 I beg you, please—
 harbor me once more.

 Allow my skin to touch
 your breathless whispers,
             kisses
                              caresses
 And allow my devotion
 to cradle your tender being.

 For I would whelve you—
             envelop you—
             fold you—
 unto mine,
 and we
 would become one.
            
Guilelessly,
Plainly,
With Love,
I,
hannah Mar 31
I,
I
I am
I am me
I am the collective
I am my mother’s laugh
I am my father’s forgiveness
I am my brother’s wish
I am my sister’s soul
I am my pride
I am my ego
I am me
I am
I
hannah 5d
i sent a leaf
down the river
it was easier than
folding paper boats
and
swimming
upstream

i watched it leave
down the river
it said goodbye
father rock
mother tree
and
cascaded
downstream
hannah Dec 2024
Care, little candle,
You’ll drown in the wax
The stronger you burn
hannah Apr 17
you cut open
pomegranate
or is it—
man go?

you take your knife
and you scrape
and you scrape
and you scrape
until it's bared all its pride
until all you hit is flimsy thin rind
hannah Dec 2024
the dark gaze,
screaming
punching
I love you
sharp teeth
sharper tongue
I love you

the bright gaze,
whispering
caressing
I’ll hurt you
soft lips
softer resolve
I can't love you
hannah Dec 2024
Mother.
My laugh is starting to
Sound like yours?
hannah 7d
What protects your knee
But your devotion to me?
You kneel down and scream
“Look at me, please,”
I hear a bug’s plea
You are nothing to me
Let your head hit my feet
You wretched beggar flea
hannah Jan 4
All I know is

The sound of a TV
I can't see.

The smell of burnt biscuits and
Days-old brisket.

A beer bottle pops
Ah, pops.
hannah Apr 6
Morning birds coax the raised words carved into my palm.
But carved is too gentle—
they were hacked,
the way an angry butcher cleaves a spoiled pig in place of his darling wife.

PRAISE HIM.

Praise who?

PRAISE HIM.

I will.
I do.
Every hour, on the hour:
PRAISE HIM.

Crimson blood drips,
yet it runs as slowly as it can,
for I still must
PRAISE HIM.

To resist is a sin.
To stop would be unforgivable.

So every hour, on the hour,
I must
PRAISE HIM.
Red
hannah Feb 2018
Red
red

can be anger
                                                           ­                                             can be love
can be scathing
                                                        ­                                          can be passion
can be warning
                                                         ­                                      can be warming


it is the color of blood
                                                           ­                             it is the color of love
Happy Valentine's Day!

love is always right :)
hannah 6h
night's
eternal sorrow
does not
ensnare stars
but
entrances beings
who
desperately desire
to taste the lips
of mortal liars
who pray to their gods—
for a night eternal
hannah Apr 13
Something within me slithers and suffocates.
Not unlike a serpent,
I condemn you to my zealous, limbless
embrace.

Though I may stifle you—strangle you, suppress you—

It is done with each minuscule chamber,
And one pumping lung.

The entirety of my being is for you.
hannah Dec 2024
Soak it up,
buttercup!

It's all you're good for.

Dry,
and you die.
so, try.
hannah Dec 2024
the moon watches
no light, mid night,

the stars yearn.


the sun indulges
hot ray, every day,

the clouds obscure.
some things are better off wanted.
hannah Apr 11
There are bones in the wood;
cracking, groaning, shattering.
The skeleton of what could
Have
            Been

There are bones in the wood;
whistling, wailing, whispering.
The skeleton is not pure—not good
It
            Still
                        Has
           ­                         Flesh
hannah Apr 15
I hate to fall to you,
Sandman,
I
Succumb
To you,
Sandman.

You do this
Thing
Where you leech
The good dream
And leave.

And—
When I wake
It feels like
I never even
Took a break—

Thanks to you,
Sandman,
I am
Just a
Tired  
Man.
hannah Apr 6
A line, fractured clean—
I stare.

How
Can this mirror be so mean?

Shards of truth,
Slicing my skin,

Oh, what I’d do
To see me whole again
complimentary piece to my "A Crack in the Mirror" :)
hannah Apr 3
The painting is blurred
Shades of color
Speak to me
Call to me
“Look at me”

My eyes are open
Yet I can’t see
The shades of color
Directing me
Warning me
Protecting me

My eyes are open,
The painting is blurred
hannah Mar 22
are you ready?
look around—
see the birds fly in formation?
(watch them close)
back and forth
back and forth
all on the word
of the forward bird

(a bird falls)

are you scared?
listen up—
hear the roar of the wind?
(the drum of rebellion)
feel it in your chest?
your heart?
your soul?

(get ready)

so now you're ready?
chin up—
you smell the salt?
(the tears?)
you feel the pressure?
you taste the pain?

are you ready?
hannah Apr 7
Do not shine light
upon the mirror at night.

Do not peer
into its murky depths,
for you will rouse the Thing
that placidly watches
from the other side.

The Thing that peers
so curiously,
glinting,
taunting,
wishing you would wake it.

Do not look
when it waves.
Do not speak
when it taps.

Do not rouse the Thing.
Do not touch
the glass.
hannah Apr 2
It is all-encompassing —
The ocean.
Its depths crush your soul,
Its shallows gently rock.


It will swallow you whole,
Keep you cold,
Release you when the sun is up.
hannah Dec 2024
the words fell softly upon her skin
whether good or bad
that’s a mercy
only a touch could bring

they floated gently,
a caress.

she is numb to the pain
sometimes the line is crossed unknownst to the victim
hannah Dec 2024
warm
you are so
warm
in my memory
warm
warm
warm on me
warm on my skin
in my memory
your blood is
warm
hannah Dec 2024
I do not remember how old you were.
No,
I remember how old I was.

The world curled in on itself.
Yes,
It rained for days.

To think I will be older than you.
Maybe,
hannah Apr 11
You reek of smoke and heartbreak.

There is a forest fire raging in your gaze
that I cannot extinguish with mine.

It can be doused, perhaps—
or smothered
with more eyes and more eyes and more eyes—
but my water pail is filled with Patrón.
I cannot quell it alone.

The thirst in your wildfire eyes
is drying me to leather;
jerky for the vultures.

Maybe they
can quench it.

I am alcohol and lame steak.
You are smoke
and heartbreak.

— The End —