Poetry
cutting offmy split ends withchildren’s scissors smearing redwatercolor paintacross my lips tearing silkinto a Barbie dress, rhinestoning strings…
when i fell six feet outof the air, i landed in the hotel swimming pool. it erased my memories, charcoal…
At 8:15pm on Fridays, I get to officially have my dad back. At 8:15pm on Fridays, I’m sitting shotgun…
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When the world ends, I hope you invite me to dinner. I hope we sit under…
looking to the future, i say, “let me rest for once” but time doesn’t listen, she only puts on…
The stuffed animals / scattered / on this bed / search for a spot / on the ceiling to…
Don’t tell me that nothing is perfect, and don’t tell me that …
Who barred the limestone door? And will he never come again? And won’t it ever…
My daydreams like streams Collect where blue jeans ripple on bare feet. It’s an unbroken…
I wanted to crawl into your bed, dye my skin yellow. Imprint my blood in your final…
I have found every corner & it leaves your skin. To each room you peeled a layer, your…
Every day I wake up and watch exactly one tree being destroyed. Exactly one. One…