Tunnel of a Fat Woman
In my tunnel of a fat woman I only hear songs Do u really want to hurt me Do u really want to make me cry To be thin as a bird No extra fat, one can fly I would die 4u Only if u want me 2 Farther than Read more
Category: Poetry
Bisque Abduction
Her casket has a sterling lock — a key twelve-year-old sisters stalk, one summer day guardians are away. Bisque amputee they free, parts, dossier, undefiled in doily, French macrame, placed inside a curio, top shelf — you’ll have to wait to grow, know, yourselves, places grown-ups hide keys, pieces, doctors Read more
Goddess of the Sun
After Crystal Williams’ “The Voice of God,” For Aretha Franklin her voice was the soundtrack to after-school pick-me-ups from the trauma of every reluctant schoolyard memento uplifting auras that filled the room accompanying my mother’s cooking as she shuffled from the kitchen to the dining room, switching up her vinyl Read more
ANNE OF A THOUSAND POEM
Rejoice oh Anne of a Thousand, Castrate the insolent jutting of the cold, dead factory; Rejoice oh Anne of a Thousand, Dig deep in the ground, in Lethe-Wards, Where the purest water and surest warmth can be found. Rejoice oh Anne of Thousand; Like the gray sky, be cold to Read more
Message For My Daughter
I will not be there when you are the age I am now— this we must face. I waited to have you for reasons that are old rags of memory from clothes I wore before you. In today’s mirror I see you, orphaned, in your diaphanous future— thin skin, fragile Read more
I PASSED OUT
Queen Violet? Dream flowing like blood from your wound? They put you away, huh Darling? You wear a hospital gown and stand on a rock. Natives surround you, raw sex in costumes strange to us. I want to stand beside you on the rock to take your place but I’m Read more
Recovery Looks a Lot Like Picking Up a Paintbrush
my skin isn’t paper but that doesn’t stop me from carving the weight of the world into my wrists crimson blood tiger stripes. or from ripping apart the pages of a story i never asked to be in don’t judge a book by its cover-up that is, pant legs and Read more