Musings and Misgivings
the thread fed through
the eye of the needle,
needed and depleted
shouting down the corridors
of her own throat
“pull it together, don’t choke now”
SUCCESS
a Venetian courtesan
bare back basking in the white heat
for the amusement of an elementary imagination
tired of being twisted,
patching broken brains
aching since pulp
meanwhile, the world folds and
seeks the safety of her back pocket,
“carry me, steady me”
but she’s
u n r a v e l i n g
10-23-18
You can fill my mouth with flowers
so that when I speak, my tulips part
and paint your ears with your favorite colors
You can hold me in the roughs of your palms,
my soft skin like the fleece we use to cape our naked bodies,
and keep me in the space between two worlds
Sometimes, when I see a Monarch, my memory flutters
and I can’t escape the tears I wiped from your face that morning
I wish I could fly away
but the truth is, I wasn’t to born to sit
My mother taught me how to bewitch my own heart
so that when it beats for you, it beats harder for the world
so that when I look into the pits of my sullen eyes
I know just how to wrap my soul in bandages
and smile at the child hiding in my strides
Forward. For her. For you.
10-10-18
I missed your call
just like I missed all of the signs
Clawing at doorknobs,
sleeping with debt
No more fingers in my hair
or braids in front of Maury
I still eat Fruity Pebbles for dinner
and talk shit on your lasagna
I won’t miss the next one
I miss you too much
10-1-18
Sometimes I am buried
Sometimes you are fresh air
And always, I love you
Then, we were cars
chasing grief
like miles in mirrors
We felt
the bugs hit our wrists
and the sun scorch our shoulders
Now, we are wings
and someday, we’ll be gardens
But always, I love you
9-28-18
A starseed in the shadow of the moon
I tasted the dew on your lips
and now I’m forever thirsty
But when I cry, I fall like rain on plains
and settle in the cracked earth
beneath your soles
water to fire, still we smolder
alone
Carry me in a red bird’s breast
You nest in the walls of my womb
9-22-18
I heard your heart
in her voice
pulsing through tempered glass
and salty steam
your lips curled like crescent moons
and your eyes folded like desert sands
I was ice in the summer heat
(still a puddle at your feet)
9-17-18
Soft peach sunset
wooded silhouette
painted in pastel hues
A plastic moon
draped in cloudy curtains
like the fog of -a
love-stained brain
and the steam
of asphalt rain
8-24-18
Beneath your body,
I hatch
Legs spreading, soaring,
blood boiling in
hot spring pools
We soak our souls in sweat
and surrender our shells
to the swells of our shadows
7-27-18
