Vulnerable (Video included)
(I originally posted this poem last night, but wanted to make a few edits to it that felt necessary and real.) – He says he’s stretched thin and needs alone…
Month: October 2018
Pour Two Spirits
A shake and a stir there is no one like you as we sit mixed and matched at the bar: – “are we a likely or unlikely pair?” I asked…
Leaves on White Paper
As I sat to write this morning I realized I am more in love with the way pen inks the paper than with the words I have written. Remnants…
It.
I am greedy needy I want it sprinkled everywhere: on my tongue hands heart lips cheeks thighs eyes. Fuck, I want it dumped out unscrew the cap let…
My Apartment
The sunlight spills into my purposefully yellow apartment. I’ve found forever closed tight in a box on the top of a closet shelf and I let it sit. …
Certainty (You Match)
A day. A moment. The Dakota sand stone. Carve our initials with a stick and laugh at the certain uncertainty of it. – Legs dangle, right triangle, notes go missing…
Classroom of Clit
I learned how to question my body the same year I learned my body was meant for a man. – In the school parking lot waiting for mom I whispered…
Muse
‘My muse,’ he said stroking my face his lips turned upward to reveal cheeks plumped from new joy. The blood rushed fast to my own and out of habit…
The Day Between 