Poetry

  • Her Post

    I loved her post

    Clicked that red heart button

    That broke more hearts than it mended

    I saw the picture that she edited nonstop

    That she filtered

    Until that girl on the screen wasn’t 

    Her

    At

  • thresholds

    take me out.

    knock me over the head with a baseball bat and drag my unconscious form

    beneath the shadowed wall. into a wardrobe. a hobbit hole.

    wherever you can think to put me, do so. i want out.

    i want to make my mark

  • quiet isn’t consent

    i learned
    life liberty
    the pursuit of happiness
    before i learned
    how often a promise
    can hesitate

    no one mentioned
    how often you’d have to prove
    you deserved the words

    i’ve learned on my own

  • The world

    Cold and dark like a blizzard in the night.

    Deceiving and dangerous as if a snake with fangs like daggers.

    Wild like the wind and agonizing like a fire with flames white as snow.

  • My Friend, the Moth

    Gentle as water sliding down your face,

    A voice like a bell.

    A smile as delicate as a rose,

    But as strong as an eagle.

    Hands and arms with ink scribbled over them like tattoos.

    Hair like a sunset.

  • Anatomy's Future

    I stopped standing the day that everyone else stopped standing for us

    I have not put my hand over my heart in over a year because what is there to hide?

    I was born here with the blonde hair and blue eyes

  • Reflection A5

    Her life flashes before my eyes

    intertwined with his chained heart

    Her smile is present even as she breathes

    blood

    rats surround the alley

    a few more steps

    1... no no no they wouldn't do this to her

  • Shoes

    Ma had lots of heels she’d promised to give me.
     

    Stilettos, kitten heels, and a daring red. 
     

    Scuffed and worn, 

    yet donned like designer.
     

  • A promise for 2026

    the year,

    just days i crossed off on the calender,

    time elapsed too fast for my slow pace,

    i sprint to catch up, 

    yet i am left behind,

    crying,

    screaming,

    is anyone still here with me? 

  • softness

    i could fit in any boot

    now i fill soles like thick snow

    how lovely it is!

    i am as soft as the love that surrounds me

    i am as soft as the ground

    i'm softer than i was before

    slowing and staring