Megan Grace

Megan Grace May 2014

and like all
beautiful
things i
wanted to
start you
over so that
your beauty
would
belong to
me instead.

what i never
realized was
that your
beauty
was still
growing.

Megan Grace May 2014

I only know how to love you
in ways that hurt, that feel
like scraped knees and

dropp
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skittles on the floor,
stubbed toes,
****** nose,
chest x-ray
came back negative
because I gave everything that
was in there to you so they had
nothing to see in the doctor's
office. My heart was never
really mine to have, anyway.

A small part of something bigger I'm writing.

Megan Grace May 2014

{ }

I wish I could
slip inside your
bones.

Megan Grace Apr 2014

Asparagus Fern

I have been letting people
dig in deep and take out
chunks of me for their
bookshelves for far too long
now. I cannot make
them stop. So I always
love more
I always love
I always

Megan Grace Apr 2014

Loafers

sword stuck stomachs,
we are drifting into a tide
of something with an aftertaste
hinting of shame, of nights of
reaching out and not finding
you. god, i am trying,
believe me i am trying,
but you looped my lungs around
your left index finger and put
yourself in charge of the labor
of my breaths and I am
here
here
hopelessly here,
glued to the blue of your eyes
and trying to capture every word
as they slip from your mouth.

Megan Grace Apr 2014

flight of the conchords

Truthfully, my  words are written  with
your laugh pulsing in my veins. I want
to write  haikus on  your fingertips,
sonnets down the  length of your
spine, press my spoken  word
ramblings  into the curve of
your bottom lip until you
finally  get  that I cannot
leave you because you
are every  syllable  I
have  written  for
almost  a  year
now.

Megan Grace Apr 2014

Wednesday

i
a  m
positive
that   you
are  made  of
s  t a  r d  u  s  t
and  water  balloons,
oil  pastels  and  the
collection          of
settled     sugar
at             the
b o t  t o m
of      my
c u p s
o     f
t e a