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None of the days have passed away
The stars have yet to fall from the sky.
They cling to the velvety darkness above them, little silver pinpricks, listening for their cue,
for when they can explode in a burst of white-hot magnificence
to lead the way to our cabins -
Blackberries
When you look at me like that I feel dumb –
pretending you didn't make me weak in the knees.
Pretending I didn't feel them, the zaps of electricity
crackling in your laugh.
Pretending I was ever immune
to you. -
i might cry
It'll be hard to write this poem because
I might cry
when the words become jumbled memories
nostalgia pouring out of the depths of my mind and unfolding on a blinding-white computer screen -
Text messages I'd never have the guts to send
Hi
I haven't seen you in a while
How are you doing
I don't think we ever really talkedWe talked so much
We used to talk every dayIt wasn't anything important thoughYou still don't know why I did what I didIt's fine -
... And Now It Is May Again
I was in the car, riding shotgun
listening to a song that sounded like summer
like tires rolling over hot asphalt
like mud stuck to the bottom of a murky pond
like a brain freeze from the coveted chill of ice cream -
I drowned in compliance
I drowned in compliance
like I'd drown in an oversized sweater
let it envelop me
until all I could see were the rolling waves of
expectations
tossing me out to sea, unforgiving
Loves
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Constellations of Friendship
Hair tucked behind ears,
Cheeks pink and glowing,
Smiles illuminated by the sun,
Weeping willow branches cascading like poetry
Onto fluttered-closed eyelashes;
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perfect//imperfect
There’s a girl in my grade who cut herself last week.
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that poet feeling
does anybody else get that feeling deep in their chest, sharp like it's begging to come out but also soft as in fire soft, embers in a hole in the ground?
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Quiet Expectations
They won’t teach me how to be a woman—
But they’ll notice when I’m not.
Say I should smile more, try harder,
Be brighter, quieter,
Less me, more what they forgot. -
to love again
you are of another mother
I knew you before
before that
man
I loved you before
now I'm left away
searched
and you're stopped
and hurt
I hope to love you again
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songs from an empty chair
I write this now, in loving memory of a man who has not yet left us.