1.Today you hatched, you cut your own  umbilical cord

your brothers will cut your hands off
you will find them in gift shops
your brothers will regret hurting you
you will regret hurting them
look down at your hands
they are the most selfish part of you

I saw a man with scars covering his head
his soul seemed to crawl through them
like ivy
the roots held his feet down at the steps
He kept walking

I saw a woman put a gun to her head
One hand on the chair, expecting it to sink
She sounded like a broken door bell
I watched her forget her name
it still echoed through the house
spiders crawled out of her mouth
looking for terrible words
to describe the ache
I called her mother
to stop them from biting

there are days i sit still
in the cracks of furniture, walls, skin
I begin to ask myself why I feel full
when i was thinning
culmination of self sabotage
held my mother's depravity finally
i told her,

I want to slap some sense into your stupid face