Ism-ing

TheWaterHit myTeethLiketin Foil. — I amOrgans-isming. HandsOverFists Full ofStatic. — “I justDon’tFeelGood,” UsedTo Be aReason OnlyGoodEnough ForAnyone But me. — My sensesPour- andBe-trayedOur insides. AlexithymiaDisconnected The dotsBetweenMy lines. — My skinsTurn redIn alarm—-of—-Feelings I cannotCompute, OnlyShakeFree. — I haveBeen…Spite———Full. VisceralAnarchy. A fireIn me Refuses—Dormancy. — “It doesNot haveTo be——This way,” I scream IntoFutureSilence. WordsSaid for OtherPeople’sChildren. Continue reading Ism-ing

Dead leaves

blendin with Stillliving. — Dehydrated,And left toDie outside In HarshCold winter, They areAmongThe many We chooseTo unsee. — Theirleaves,Curl in, As if to hugThemselvesIn Ought-em, Lie structureDecomposed. — They, thethin andvalueless. Rake theLikes ofThem up,& jump in. Come, postAbout them. A ritual toMemorialize The state ofBeing longDead inside. Continue reading Dead leaves

Growing from concrete

TheyAskedMe…. “Whatam IdoingHere?” — I SprungFrom aPatch ofHard earth. How dida BeautifulThing Growin Materials So Coarse &Unforgiving. — I BloomFor you inMy Body. —- After manyStagesOf Growth, My petals, [Blossom From ModifiedLeaves] EncaseBrightlyColoredShadesOf Blush. — I curlMy petalsFor you; BloomingTowardsYour sun. — I haveSwayedIn placeTo learn My ownBotanyOf futureSight. — Like leavesIn the rain, The cards Spill allYourSecrets. They drip outUnder myndEyes, lockedDown asleep. —- … Continue reading Growing from concrete

💡I learned

To stringLights. LiesUpon myLimbs forAnother. I Turn onmy Face, As LivingDay-core. —- They sayMaskingTakes offFourteenYears ofYour life. Trauma,SunkenIn To Our Skins—-——Deep. —- They sayFluorescentLights willKill you. Some ofUs mustTake theWarning,Literally. —- We, theElectricity, SparklingSocialSpacesWith ALLOf ourEnergies Til all our—💡 💡Burn out. —- I haveBeenLeft, Frayed WiresCovered In WarmGlass. —- Leave. do NotComeback MistakingMy bulbsFor yoursnack,Waiting. —- I have sinceSmashedThe fixture You onceGazed Upon. ReMade myself … Continue reading 💡I learned

It took me

A long timeTo realizeI wasFantasizingAbout aTouchJust out-Side theScene. —- The lingerToo long, A tiltOf theWrist. Place-Ment ofThe handOn theirThigh thatTriggeredMy pulse. —- We onlyKnowWhat weKnow, andThe pornsights areGreat liars. — The key-Words wereNever madeFor me toFind thePleasureTaking placeOff screen Hidden safelyAway fromPrying maleEyes & ears. ——————— Continue reading It took me

Final sale

At the endOf the day You wereAlways aLove put onBack order. EmotionallyUnavailable, WrappingYourselfPretty forMy PretendPurchase. —- I took youInto theDigitalDressingRoom, & triedYou onFor size. [“AugmentOur realityWith me, bb.”] —- You were agar—men-t I Visualized WrappedAroundThe BodyOf My life, Not justOn one FingerTo twirl areminder on, returning youBack to sender. —- I wantedTo TasteEvery candyInside theVariety-Pack of yourRag-tagChocolateyInsides, that You Kept 1Hand Over, remainingClosed to me. … Continue reading Final sale