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My mother's song
There's this banging
On the bars of my chest
like xylophone bones,
Just waiting to be played
There is something waiting to
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Haiku
Avoiding conversation like the plague
So you will acknowledge my heavy hurting
I am tired of pretending
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How It Feels To Take Up Space
The day you decide to stop looking in the mirror
Your Body
Like punctuation
Stopping you in your tracks
Puzzle Piecing your mouth shut
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Something blue
I make new hues from my blue
Grey seeping through sleeping skinWide eyed with the anxiety hard wired into
The brain that holds the home of a body
I can’t find a home in
Sickening stomach twisting
Loves
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The Art of the Unloved Child
i will meet you on the soiled floor with splintered knees and pointless pinkie promises, bearing the gruesome girth of your loveless little lies / forever fighting to quench my thirst, but your roots will always remain sodden / they say
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Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
My head against the wall
Why did I say that
Why did I even open my mouth
Once again I ruined the moment
Bang
Bang
Bang
I can't ever keep in my thoughts
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My light
You are the light in my life,
My girlfriend and my love.
You take away the night,
And your body fits with mine
I know you love my poems
So I will write them for you.
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red lipstick
one stick
one swipe
that represents my love
my adulthood
so where is my lipstick?
who's borrowing it tonight?
who's borrowing my courage coat tonight?
I need both to appear ready for anything
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notes
take note of everything I say
my feelings are rooted in symbolism and poetry
my femininity washes over me
and a guilty realization sets in
I get to play both parts in my head
man and woman
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