Poetry

Things that are Unbelievable

I know that songs can erupt into moments. you do not need to dare me I will do mostly anything you want for me to be your naughty girl good...

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GRIEVING

Ghosts of past deaths crowd my consciousness as I face yet another loss, a slipping away of another friend and brother. Each time we face...

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Leakage: A Minor Problem

women leak: we do not talk about our leaks: not acceptable dinner conversation: in youth I did not need extra protection, Depends, I had...

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Naked

I feel naked without you So very As if I have been exposed Others here have knocked on my doors, scaled my walls and attempted to climb my...

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Leakages

There is an open faucet under my bed, glazed over my body I am leaking into the people around me- I have never been this honest.   In...

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So. I. Do. This.

You don’t have to be lonely. I am right here waiting to light up your eyes. I am a dying sun and you are right, I am the realest...

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It Happened

It happened on Pleasant street where echoes of laughter ring from three girlfriends living a Dream and birthday celebrations ushering a...

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TEASE

“Empty-headed!” Her mother scoffs, Trampling on her quest To attain The Look. Unthwarted, she persists, Craving the boys’ attention...

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Here I Stand

Here I stand And there you sit Coiled in your karma wheelchair Mired in the dysfunctional Muck of your life The hissing motor Convulsing...

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The Call to the Common Women

Pull away the dark screen of impossibility, the veil where the future lies—you stand a recluse, shrunken holding a small child. It is not...

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Woman With Pen

My daddy says there are two Kim’s, The one with pen and the one without. I told him the “Real” Kim has pen— Where she becomes...

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Center Of A Storm

Commercial door swings open, we meet Torrent of rain, pouring in gray sheets Chorus of currents ripple the streets, Wind kapows concrete in...

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I Want Tears

I want tears I want pain I want grief I want shame My hands char from a gentle touch, so effortlessly. Spite me, Condemn me Damage me. Spew...

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Sadist Prey

She whispered her secrets and he used them to cage her, making her believe no one will understand, she’s a freak for only him to...

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IMPULSE

There is a din. It resonates still louder until it is deafening, the clangs so arresting, they transmute the void of my mind to a vibrant...

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I ALMOST/INSTEAD

I almost canceled the coffee date A meeting between old friends Filled with laughter and a few silences About what could have been, instead...

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And They Say, Poor Woman

I don’t know why I drink. For the way it makes me feel I guess – like so maybe the bad things don’t feel like they are...

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Just Turn On the Light

We frozen women bury our cold dead in the night shivering and alone, the wolf howls above us, we cry in solitude and our tears turn to...

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NIGHTWALKER

Tossed and turned vehemently again. Apathetic and stoic you show no signs of a struggle. Our what feeds our why halted only by our when. At...

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Best Friend

Anorexia She’s there when no-one else is She’s my late night conversations when I’m too hungry to sleep She’s keeping me calm as I...

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Political Peace No. 2

Within a country once so proud, respect and morals have fallen to the ground. Wayward children runaround, their lack of respect the new age...

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COBRA

Crack. Like a cobra she rapid-fire attacks. Tongue flicking never losing sight of her victim. No matter the attack may not be justified....

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The Warriors

Time, a robber disguised, rubbed the edges of her tenet, eroding the pillars of confidence that she adhered to, ones that she constantly...

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when joy is trapped in forced levity: a beat poem

so there they are now, floating vexation on curled ribbon, meant to brighten on any occasion only to darken every mother’s despotism....

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The day before my birthday

I cried most of the morning, stopping the voices. I wanted to kill you, but I married you instead. I had so much hope, yet I knew it was as...

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Not Your Daughter

my father never saw me smoke he didn’t see the way the clouds come out of my mouth and make beautiful shapes in the sultry sky between me...

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