Posts
-
Release
She was born in the radiation era,
A veil of marble covers her eyes,Her lids webbed in waves:
They were stitched too tight
to permit the penetration
of the perpetrator.
-
supernova
when a star dies, it is a violent explosion.
it can emitt more light than an entire solar system.
and while it pulses with hot gas and blue light,
it slowly dims. until its remnants are scattered
-
Aim: What is Love to a teenage girl?
I like to write poems
bejeweled with heartbreak philosophy
In which i equate the illusion of love to
Religious salvation.
(Something real for many, yet not quite tangible)
-
My low
your features don’t contort when you cry.
tears skate down your face until they get caught
on the side of your nose
or the tip of your chin
-
Men We Reaped
Inspired by Jesmyn Ward
I wish I could tell you how I mourn your innocence,
how I pray for a shield,
-
belly buttons and beating hearts
I clung to my baby blanket that wrapped around my limbs. my limbs, small and swollen, cushioned by my mother's organs. I was warm, I clung to the insulation of two beating hearts.
Loves
-
America, the Circus
The circus masters release the red beast,
its mane flowing, great fangs bared,
ready to take a bite out of the audience,
-
Sugarcoated Words
marshmallows cracked black
with gooey innards showing like majestic guts
sickly sweet and soft like a lullaby
drawing me in with the promise of joy
-
Papercuts
Did you know that, when you wrote me, I was made of papercuts
That I was ink and glue and wax but mostly, I was papercuts
Did you know that, when you read me, I am made of memories
-
Growing Beautifully Old
Because that is love,
when my beaten, wrinkled skin is still caressed by you,
and your gray smoky hair is my loving obsession.