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something is missing
i haven’t been sleeping but when i do i don’t let myself sleep beneath the covers because lately i’ve been getting tangled up in the blankets and my mother worries i will choke myself so i have not unmade my bed in twenty one days and since i stopped sleeping i don’t know what to…
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is it spring yet? is the cold over?
i’m stuck in a snow globe a never ending winter we are picturesque on the outside but i’m catching frostbite on my fingertips i am a decaf coffee you drink just to go about your day your sweetness exhausts me but the comfort of habit always brings me back as i sit here staring at…
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vulnerability is the last thing i want you to see in me but it is the first thing i look for in you
vulnerability is a forbidden language that sits in my gritted teeth and in the waterline of my eyes. toes tightened to the ground and nails to my palms. the tears pricking at my eyes will only be on the verge and never leave the place they call home. my emotions, like a body covered…
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will you peel me like a clementine?
i was nine when i had my first migraine but i sometimes feel its pain above my left eyebrow when i squint and it hurts like my father’s rage and my mother’s grief. the orbits in my eyes cradle a child who once evaluated what she’d need if she ran away, her first thought was…
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what sounds you make
i dream of the city: big flashing lights, skyscraping wonders. the stars not lit here, nothing to guide me home. do you get lost often? when your feet hit the concrete, where do you run? where do you go? i wonder about the places that have hurt you. that have made you. where your hair…